Q'Anilia
Exiled Master Jedi
Wolfsbane rested on top of a bookshelf in her wolf form, her tail curled around her body and her ears gently folded back. She plainly laid there and had from her sanctuary followed the chain of events. Her eyes had widened at the sight of Deadpool cutting the hand of the man off and she had shrugged back at the mere thought of it. What really bothered her though, was how acceptant everyone was to the action. She frowned with her nose silently where she laid, giving out a deep sigh as she watched Deadpool leave.
Her ears twitched at all the talking, as she perceived everything that was said. It was both an intriguing power and an annoying one, particularly so when she tried to take a rest. Now however, at the sight of the severing of a hand, any hope she had for peaceful sleep was gone. She had been wondering for some time now how someone like Deadpool was allowed to walk these halls. She had been wondering why people simply seemed to accept his way.
She looked over at Jean and Angelus next then, her ears arching. It did not surprise her much to hear that Angelus was expecting a baby. Not much did anymore.