Alanis looked at the airship taking her from her island, her pack, everything she had worked for. She looked back at her pack, what was left of it, and taking a deep breath, boarded the ship. As much as she despised other races, she was doing this for her pack. Fortunately, she made it in time to slip in the back in the middle of what seemed to be an important procession, just in time for the announcement of the representatives, frowning when there was no representative for Bellator, and the.. bird crashing? Alanis winces when the phoenix thuds, and strains to see if the creature is alright.