Elektra had not been in the Jungle long enough to understand much about it. The possibility of her understanding the complexities of kingdom alliances was equally distant. She did, however, want to make a good show of trying. So, she walked up with the others, trying not to look too much like an overgrown parrot, as he head rocked back and forth between the speakers.
The bay and purple mare wished that the idea of war chilled her. She really wished she could approach the idea of battle with respectful reverence. She tried to paste that look on her face, and that was about as far as the act would go. If truth be told, it wouldn’t be difficult to stir her up for a fight. A selfish thought, to be sure, but perhaps one that would come in handy on the eve of war. Without really knowing why she believed this, and without any sound reasons to back it up, Elektra shrugged.
“I choose the Gates. Who doesn’t love an underdog?” Okay, so not the most sound of political reasoning. But hey, she was in the warrior caste, she would try her damnedest to beat the living hell out of whoever they wanted. They were really asking for trouble, by letting her speak in this meeting at all.
OOC: So I'm still on away until the end of the month. I just wanted to get this up.