{ Angels are Bright Still } -bump Kane-

Perhaps it was cruel of me to tease my Kane as I did, to suggest with a face of innocence that when it was time for us to bring small ones to this world that we name one after my Sire. I should not play such nasty games with my mate, but I could not help but laugh so sweetly at the look upon his features. My Kane would do all that I asked and more, just as I would seek always to please him, to be the one who made him smile in this life and the next. For to be ones mate is not a temporary thing. It is always and forever and I am lucky, this I know now, when I look back to years gone by and remember a girl so small and a black boy with a thorn in his paw. I met my forever before my first birthday and we had not been parted since, so few are awarded this privilege, even fewer had fled the fall of the sky together and yet I am sure all the more that Kane and I shall never part. Just as Heyel and Zeivah never did, not until the very end. Yet this does not mean I cannot jest with him. I would not be the daughter of the Great Heyel if I did not take up my Fathers joke and threaten to name one of our children, should we have them one day, after the God of Alphas himself. My tail waved, lips pulling into a delicate grin as I raced away from him. I would never have the strength of my Kane, for he has grown to look so much like his Father, so much like Devil and never would I be able to hold so much power in that way, but never would my Kane outrun me. I giggled like a child as I fled before him, weaving in and out of trees, calling him far to slow as he threatened to get me. Ha! I am Angel-born, we are not to be caught so easily.

I grinned so wickedly as I rested upon a log, waiting from him to find my snowy form resting amongst the trees and dappled light. He stares, with his eyes of sun and sky that make my head turn shyly even now. That my mate should still look upon me in such a way is an exquisite thing. Two years we have been mated and at each other�s sides we have walked long before that, yet within his eyes I still see his awe. He always had so pretty eyes, the most pretty of any boy. Though I have learned since then that handsome is a better word to use. I have learned many words since I was small, though I did not know this other he spoke of as his features grew sad, though I knew this to be in jest, for such sadness did not reach his eyes as I grinned. Though this did not mean I enjoyed his response to my talk of wrinkles as he feigned his devastation at such words. I laughed again, so soft and light as I leapt from atop my log.

�Always I will take these wrinkles from you. You are My Kane, that is being my job, but I am not understating this phrase...newer model? What is this meaning?�

My snowy head tilted with delicate ease to the side as violet eyes all flecked with emerald looked expectantly upon my mate before I chose to speak of packs, of business, as always my Father would say. I had seen a land for us, a land that for so long had danced within my dreams, that had been my destiny for since the time in which thought had been my own. I had known since the earliest of my days that I sought to be more then Heyel�s daughter. I would cast my own shadow, not be entangled within the almighty depth of his and Zeivah�s own. The task is own truly great and yet I have my Kane, the boy I had chosen to be my King and together we would carve our own names upon that place of Legend like our Fathers before us, for Devil too, was great and the only creature to whom my Father has ever bowed. My mate came to my side as we strode, the midnight of his fur resting against the snow of my own as he spoke too of the places we had seen and my lips curved softly upwards once more.

�When I think of Kingdoms, My Kane, I see always the plains of Trenus and the ravine of Paracon. These were not Packs, these were empires and now they are being joined. There is no better place. That is the land I wish for, just as you do. I have-.�

It was a sound so loud and piercing, a cry so filled with grief and sadness that I felt my paws still against the earth as my frame so tall and sleek turned towards this cry of grief. I brushed against my Kane as the sun began to set within the sky, my pelt so white lit in the fine gold of the fading day as the Angel Mark upon my spine was set ablaze, the symbol of my blood and birth in this life, while Kane�s own pelt glowed with deep blackness made deeper by the touch of shadow within the air. I could not go past a cry so anguished, so sad, for such cries stir within my memory. I will not forget the night the sky fell, the screams , the cries....never will I forget and in this moment such a call seems so very...alone. I knew my Kane would follow as I moved to lope softly and silently through the trees, moving lower and onto the banks of the lake so still and cool beneath the night sky as the violet of my gaze rested upon the creature who howled by the banks of the river, a song so alone. I have always been bold, I have always been unafraid to say or do what must be said or done and with Kane beside me I do not fear even the demons of this world. We had pushed Tobias back once before and no creature could be so dark as he. I slowed my pace to a walk, a whisper upon the earth as my large white form slide forward and towards the creature who cried to the stars, a female of a pelt of many hues and fear within her form. I dare not draw to close, I do not seek to upset her after all. She had called and I had come, that is all. My Kane and I had come.

�I am being Isola, of The Angels and this is My Kane, my mate for always and forever. Why is it you is singing a song so sad? We are hearing you, even from far away.�

I smiled softly, features delicate and gentle. I would look back on such a moment one day and I would like to remember that I smiled, that I was kind to those who cried in the dark. I was not so very good a Guardian Angel, i could not save my Mother, my brothers or my Christian that night, but it did not mean I could not smile to a stranger in the dark. Kane would keep me safe.

5 Years || Heyel X Zeivah || Mate of Kane || Soul of Finley

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