Early morning and dew still clung to the blades of brown grass that surrounded of mountains. The moisture made the fae's feet grow wet, but she knew with the climb and heat they would dry quickly. Looking up at her opponent of rock she smiled, pleased that she finally had time to climb to the peak again. After her demotion CHiara no longer accepted wolves at the border. Heck even if she hadn't been demoted the last thing she would do is increase pack numbers for Teren, no instead she'd chase loners off to Helidos or the rogue pack. Yes, one of these days Erenyx would be overthrown and a true leader would emerge, one who didn't resemble a walking corpse covered in tar nor smelled as bad. Smirking at the mental insult in her mind Chiara started the climb, taking this opportunity to work out a new training method she had heard about.

During her time as a loner she passed through a territory that held a pack that lived on the side of a steep rocky ledge. As a pass time one wolf would stand at the top as the "leader" and others would try to climb up. The "leader" would send gravel and rocks down at the wolves, trying to knock them down and keep them from reaching the peak. As a sort of keep away game Chiara over heard from a pack wolf how agile it made them and how it roughed up their pads enough to have better grip from running in grass. Taking a second to glance at her own paws she saw them to be soft, unscathed and worn. Not rough and broken like the mountain packs. She began to wonder how much better she could be if her grip improve as did her agility. Teren always had focused on the strength and brawn of a wolf to win, but Chiara knew even the smallest wolf could win a fight if the opponent never caught them. Glancing back to the mountain Chiara started up, ignoring the scratches and pricks from the slate below. Once she had her brings she started to kick small rocks up ahead of her, causing a small avalanche to head at her. The fae dodged the rocks, improving by the minute and learned how to interpret where they would roll and bounce. Almost enjoying herself Chiara let herself become engrossed in her activity, slowly making her way up and leaving the pack lands behind.

Pushing forward and feeling her leg muscles start to complain Chiara continued her "game" of dodging the rocks to reach the top. A few times a medium sized rock would catch a foot and cause her to slip, but as she continued the task started to grow easier. It was similar to her training game of branch jumping that she had taught two of her pack members some time ago. Back then she had been a guardian of the pack, one those looked up to. As a Beta she had more respect and admiration and could contribute to the pack that at that time she was loyal to. Now as a mere warrior with no ties to greetings loners, training others or patrolling she took to training and occasionally hunting. Mainly she stayed low within the pack as talk between her and Magnus leaving grew. She had yet to catch her daughter and speak to her of such things for she figured it would be better once the plans were final. Her mate and herself longed for a pack of their own, one built of mutual respect and strong loyal wolves. The few patrons Teren had that pledged themselves to him she knew did it under fear, not true loyalty. No, she wanted those devoted to her because she had earned it, for that was the only respect she wanted.

Making it up to a small ledge the scent of another Erenyx wolf came to her. Tensing a bit at the thought of who it could be she relaxed slightly when she saw it was the Delta, but only slightly. Braelyn along with Ariste had been ordered by their "king" to be her babysitters, keep her in line and report back to the black menace himself. Luckily for her Braelyn couldn't read her thoughts of treason or she'd be in hot water. Dipping her head in a greeting Chiara glanced up at the fae before hoping up to the flat area she was on. Before her was a boar carcass she must have killed and blood still clung to her mouth, giving her a sadistic look. Yet Chiara wasn't that intimidated by her. "Hello Delta, I could say the same as you, being surprised. I am merely training my body here on this hill, nothing more or less that you'll have to tell Alpha when you report back to him." She said, feeling a bad taste in her mouth as she spoke of Teren. Unsure of how Braelyn saw Teren since the pup fights Chiara assumed she was now devoted to him and would happily dog her around the rest of the day.

Keeping her eyes low from the Delta Chiara flicked her ears back. She wanted no reports in insubordination coming from her, not yet anyway. Soon the plans would be final and the pair would be gone, hopefully with Piper and any others who wished for a better life. Malachai already seemed interested and he seemed like a wolf worth trusting. The lead Warrior pair also seemed minor keen on the idea, but perhaps they would need more convincing. However she wanted to leave without Irrationality and Teren hot on their trail. This would be impossible if she took half the pack with them. Yes, no matter how far they went Teren would stalk, even if just to kill them all. Perhaps it would be best to just leave as the pair, live as loners and gather a new following that were heading towards the Erenyx border. Yes by doing that they could increase their force and decrease his. Mentally chuckling at her scheme Chiara's focus turned back to Braelyn, glad again for no mind reading to be happening.