[@LadyRunic][@Natsu][@BlackPanther]

Sorcha could tell this had turned into a more personal bout between the courts and allowed her mind to half listen and half wander. The tiny Spring queen stood with the strength of an oak and Fall was equally unyielding. Her gaze flicks to the Summer King who seems to be doing the same thing as she. This was a spat between the middle courts, one which she had little sway or desire to participate in. Instead of simply leaving for the time being, as she felt that she was no longer needed, she stayed a while longer. Perhaps there was more to learn, like what was so special about the human pet fall had.