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Posted on February 28, 2014 at 00:52:25 AM by Ezzy
Since Tobias' attack I had been avidly vigilant of keeping a close tab on border security, running patrols myself and delegating patrols with Jago, though he's been missing lately. It didn't matter to me much however, as I needed to keep my restless mind ever busy. I carried myself with pride and confidence, feeling more fulfilled then I had in many years. I had duties to perform now, a purpose to serve and a Need that I've filled. I enjoyed my station that I've earned here, was more then pleased to be reunited with my Daughter Zeteri, with whom I now share my Guarded secret. She and Coszcotl were now the only ones aware of my true identity and origins. My Alpha had already forewarned me that he had traveled to Diveen seeking assistance from their Assassins in hunting down Tobias. I knew what that meant- that here very soon Heyel and a party of Diveen's finest would come cavorting in here, and that there was a good chance that the very wolf for whom I wear this guise would be traveling with him. Thus these last few days I've taken extra care to ensure my scent and my trademark splash of gold was thoroughly cloaked with charcoal ad dark ash. It seems in the past Taviora's landscape had suffered a fire, whether it was a wildfire or simply remnants of the Meteor that had collided into Moladian's landscape so long ago I didn't know... but there was an area hidden in Taviora that was still blanketed by charred earth, and I had rolled all over within it's soot to ensure nothing of my natural fragrane could be detected. It was difficult, given the winter season. I had to dig out the snow to reveal the ash, and being that it is the season of the Heat, my perfume was ampliphied. But I was meticulous in my task and felt confident that should the bounty hunters arrive from Diveen, I could face them with little concern for my appearance. With any luck, Devil wouldn't be among them, and I could rest at ease knowing that my secret was kept safe. Still, the day arrives much too quickly for my liking, and though I'd mentally braced for the moment, I still felt somewhat anxious when the scent of Diveen hits my nares during my morning patrol. I was already close at hand to the scene where the attack had taken place, and despite my reservations, was quick to go to greet the Diveen wolves. I was the War Shield after all, and it was my duty to my pack to see to the affair as well as aide them in any way I could. And so, obsidian paws carry lithe frame at a sultry lope towards the scene. My corsets lack their usual raven-like sheen, covered so in the soot to provide a more matte hue. Mis-matched gaze narrows upon the group as I arrive, steps slowing but never faltering even as my heart starts a quivering tat-too in my chest. The first wolf I spy is my son- Chance. I can't even recall how long it had been since last I had seen him. I know he'd just introduced me to his new friend Spider, whom I'd learned later had turned out to be his imprint. He looked so handsome fully grown, and I cannot help the way my eyes linger for just a few extra moments, soaking in the sight of him and feeling my insides tingle with renewed pride. 17 years of Sin - Alias is My Alias - Haunted By Picture (c) wolf250 :: Wolf Depicted (c) Darcia |
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