{Angels are Bright Still} Fathom/Maddox/Tesseract

I stepped easily from the border of my pack land this day, the sun of the spring lighting the white of my pelt softly aglow as I paused upon the spring green of the fields that bordered my land, turning my delicate features once more to wait for my new guards to come to my side, reaching first to touch my muzzle to the black pelted Fathom whom had accompanied me on so many travels before and indeed, reaching then for the dark furred Maddox whom had proven himself in the fight against Iromar, his presence welcomed at my side, my russet and white form paused long enough to allow them to take there places before it was I broke into a smooth lope, long strides swinging easily now that it was my shoulder had begun to heal from the war long since fought and won and a war better forgotten. Diveen will remember such a time as one better forgotten, our victory only in that all whom left, returned home. This is victory to my mind and indeed I have already turned from that dark time, pushed aside the senseless thoughts of Iromar and focused my mind only that which is worthy of my time and indeed of late, that has been my children new born, my beautiful sons and a second daughter, children of black and white, red and gold. Truly I know indeed this task must be undertaken and yet still there is a part within myself that desires only to return to my den and the pups that rest with my Kane within. To have allowed my Solaris to part from my side and take a place beside Coza in the newest pack to form within these lands had been a�.difficult thing and indeed as such I have become drawn only closer to my remaining young for fear indeed they may decide to leave also, though such thoughts are foolish, they are far too young. Hmm, perhaps it is a Mother worries, no matter the age.

For now I allowed such thoughts to pass once more, keeping my pace smooth and easy as the grace of my blood dictates, easily descending lower into the ravine to lope beside the river that would lead, in time, to the pack of Glorall. I know little of the pack of river and sand save for that, of late, it has been most unstable in its leadership. I had found little in common, perhaps, with the last leader of such a place I had been given to converse with. Weylin and I had differed on many things perhaps and though indeed he had come to apologise for that which he had said and done some time later and though indeed I had tried to understand the culture of a male whom seemed so removed from his own pack- I had not wished to see him die. For a pack to lose a leader in such a way is a painful thing, a difficult thing and indeed I wonder if perhaps this dance of leaders may be due to the wolves of such a pack having not ever truly found peace with this, with the loss of one who had still led so many though I had wished Sulan only luck when it was that he stood upon the throne. It was not to be and in this I cannot say why, though for some time I have waylaid my visit to the watery islands for indeed there has not yet come a ruler who has held the land for long enough for myself to approach, to allow myself to consider them, to allow myself to be either ally or enemy, though I have no desire for the later. Iromar is enough. I seek no discord with any other land and as such I bring such words today.

I remember Tesseract. I remember speaking with him when it was we were both so young and ran atop the sands of Trenus and though indeed I do not belive him to be the boy whom had onced asked after my healing methods, I belive him to be the male who perhaps remembers from where he came in regards to pack and land and I hope indeed that he is perhaps�..more than his dam, that he will not look upon Devil�s attack on Ruvindra as a catalyst for war and nothing more. I hope indeed he is a King with more sense then that and so I have come to see, I have come to see what became of the boy whose marks look so like that of my own family, the boy whom had once rested in my own home land. I have come to bring peace- for I desire nothing else and indeed never will. I have no qualm with the pack of the rivers, my own sister has long called it home and as such I seek to ensure it is Tesseract understands, perhaps, that the choice of his Mother and her pack, the pack of Iromar he once called home- does not reflect my thoughts upon him. He is not Iromar. He is not Ruvindra- at least, I hope my thoughts in this are true.

�Fathom, Maddox, we is coming this day to see the lands of Glorall, to see Tesseract and speak with him of peace between Glorall and Diveen. I wish to know how it is he is feeling on such a thing, I am not expecting danger this day though I am pleased to have you with me in this and though my Kane is not saying it, I am being most sure he is pleased I have not gone alone.�

I smiled gently at this passing thought before it was I slowed to a walk, moving to come to a halt at the border of the river pack, my muzzle lowered a moment to assure myself of this before it was I lifted my snowy head to the sky and offered a call for Tesseract, my song holding only good intent and calm this day. I have come only to speak and nothing more, come to find out how it is this King of Glorall is given to feel on matters of such things, the violet of my gaze given to look upon the land as I seated myself upon the line, my companions beside myself as was their right in their rank.

8 Years || Mate to Kane || Mother of Achilles, Sage, Solaris, Forfax, Ariel & Haziel || Angel Queen of Diveen

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