{Angels are Bright Still}

Perhaps, had I known of the thoughts within his mind I would have been given to giggle most softly at these things that twitch and turn, for such thoughts are those that have been thought of in regard to myself so very many times and indeed I am given to believe that they may still exist within the minds of more than just he whom stands before me. I do not discourage such thought, indeed I am content for others to believe of me what they will, that I am no more then the pretty, delicate daughter of the Angel King, one of many, one made to appeal to the eye and little more, for indeed the daughters of the Angel Line are famed for beauty, though perhaps none more so then Calista or Ambrosia, the males know for perfection in form, skill in battle and hot-headedness, all known for our grace and white pelts, marked in russet red, all known for our patriarch, sire and grandsire and the greatest of Kings to ever walk these lands- Heyel. They see him when it is they look at me, see myself a puppet, a benevolent and gentle creature too soft to lead and I do not discourage such thoughts, for to be underestimated is to be a power so potent within itself. So many have thought these things of my and yet no bloodline has ruled longer, no pack is so powerful as my own, no Alpha pair undefeated in battle as my mate and I and no other pack has been victorious in war- yet never again shall I lead m wolves to such useless bloodshed. Never again. Let him see the soft female others do, let him believe as he will- but all Angels carry swords, we just do not show them so readily.

The words he offers are met simply with the lift of a violet eye, delicate smile tracing the softness of my features as a chuckle rolls within my chest in light-hearted humour once more. Perhaps his words are meant as insult though it is that I see only that which he is. Male. It is not being his fault, I do not think, that his mind cannot think on more than one thing at a time, this is being a terrible thing by which most males are afflicted, the inability to process beyond one or two questions at a time. It is an unfortunate thing and yet males are having other uses I am thinking and indeed I do not take offence at his words, as I have said, it is not his fault he is male, their minds are for other things and this indeed they cannot control. It was in this moment however that he was given to stride forward and towards myself, pressing closer then one would deem acceptable upon a first meeting and as such my tail is given to flick in momentary disapproval of such things, though I allow it, nonetheless in this moment. He does not offer threat nor unwanted affection and as such I will permit such a thing, though indeed the Alpha that I am is given to bristle at this, for such is law that none stand higher then the Alpha, that if I desire it others will submit, though rarely has it been used by myself. I seek the respect of my pack, not their servitude and not until Purge had another challenged my authority so openly, a challenge that had ended with my jaws dislocating her own in punishment for seeking to take my home from myself and my children and those we protect.

My form remains seated all the same, as he draws closer, for it is not within myself to yield to another in any regard and indeed his proximity is given to display more of his form. He is taller then myself, yet�.lighter in weight, my own body heavier then his, an unusual thing and yet thought at times I may wish it not, I was born of a bloodline designed to be as others are not. Though never have I agreed with the actions of my sire in some regards, his choice within the breeding seasons had assured child after child as myself, the balance of speed, power, agility and grace- we are bred to be this way, though perhaps I have always felt inclined to be taller. It matters not. His final words are given to cause my features to frown in confusion in these moments, that which he speaks�.an unusual thing and yet one most curious as my head is given to shake in silent disagreement of that which he asks- this Otsoa.

�I am not knowing of what lands you come, but within this place the superiority of gender does not exist, save but within the minds of a few. We have had many great Kings and many great Queens whom ruled alone. I approach you because I may, within the lands of the free the rank and rule of pack do not exist, all are equal until it is deemed otherwise.�

I spoke softly, easily, voice free of judgement or scorn, for perhaps he simply knows it not and to judge another upon culture is a sin I have suffered myself for years so long. Thus I seek not to return such in these moments.

�My place is that which I is desiring, my place, is at his side, as his is at mine, yet in other moments his place is with our children while it is mine to enter the lands of loners as I do this day. We is not having set places, as you see. My mate is my equal in all things and in all ways, in the minds of some I am given to outrank him, for such is the nature of pack, yet to myself he is my partner, my mate and sire of my children, we share life and to my mind, we share rank even if others believe he is beneath me- this is not so. Have you no mate of your own?�

Though I should think perhaps I should pity her if he did, for a closed mind is indeed given to be the more dangerous.

Queen of Diveen || Soul of Sen || Mate of Kane || Mother of 11 ||Heyel x Zeivah

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