Shule stretched as she stepped out of her den in HQ, her gaze looking around at it slowly. She had to fight to keep her expression neutral, and not let more than a hint of a smile cross her face. The Regime had a long road ahead of it. A long, long road. They were a shell of their former selves, with not nearly enough Scouts to keep them afloat. But even so. A part of her had never expected to be Commander, and hadn't quite realized that yet. Even with the announcement, promoting Volontaire, and all the other things she'd done, it hadn't quite hit mentally yet. She still needed to go get her lives, she should probably do that soon. She'd have to ask Sean to come along. If anyone knew what she should expect, it was him.

When she'd moved into her den, naturally, he was there. She was also considering inviting the rest of her relatives to share it, it was certainly big enough. Then again, perhaps she didn't want Kaisra and Gossamer's kits around causing trouble at all hours of the night, their parents and her own mate did enough of that on their own...