Coventina's deep blue eyes scanned over her tribe, recently back into working order. They had been attacked, she in particular hunted down. Since she was the holder of the water element scroll, she had been the main target, but the fierce warriors sent to do this mission didn't leave her precious village unscaved. Looking at the summer and fall temporary huts that were broken and some still standing made the alpha's heart fill with sympathy for her poor people. Though beneath it all was rage. One of her best warriors had been killed, and two others injured from such a terrifying event. Walking in the mist of her people she nodded to them now and again, her tall thin form known threwout the village. In her tribe, most all wolves were very tan since they lived on the beach half the year, but her naturally pale skin was a rarity, and a sign of her royal blood.

Long white hair blowing in the breeze drew the children who were laughing and giggling. Scooping up a few of the children, a smile pulled at the young woman's lips, her eyes lighting up at the sight of such smiles. Giving a playful growl she sent them off, watching them run away. Coventina then smiled and talked with some packmates, enjoying their presence and support. The alpha had been immediately taken on by both warriors sent, and though she defeated both, she hadn't come out unscaved. There was a bandage on her cheek, covering up a gash, and her left arm was wrapped from nearly being bitten off. Moving threw the village area, she then walked into the healing hut, hoping to see how her warriors were fairing.