Working on her next hunt is all Cassandra ever did in her free time. She had taken to hunting the werewolves which to her surprise had a great number and a den from which they operated out of. She hunted them all her life into extinction in the lands she was from. Her task here would take her some time, but she was clearly confident she could do the job. She was a warrior and not a politician, but politics had been instilled into her by her mother from a very young age and so if it needed to be done, she could do the dance. Her views were ruthless and quick. Leave none alive and be cunning. Her first task was to identify who led this coven. There were rumors spreading like wildfire that the leadership had vanished and no one knew why or where to. She had no idea herself if this was true being that she had only arrived in this coven eight months ago. Cassandra kept to herself to not arouse attention into her activities until she thought it best for others to know. Gingerly rubbing her arm as she stood from her desk to leave her room she glanced back at the room and smiled. Then she closed the door to begin her search.
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