Seclusion was both blessed and cursed. Lucian had vanished into thin air with Arcturus and Izarra in tow and I was left alone with the remaining children. I relished in the quiet that our vagabond lives held outside of any pack and yet there were things that I was missing. Overturns of pack leaderships to be precise.

My dead set on Diveen had been abandoned along with my guardianship rank; my lifelong desire to usurp the throne always meant to be my own left in the ashes behind me. The years were flying by with relentless speed and I knew that I was no more fit to overtake a pack than the old bastard I claimed as my mate. It was only a matter of time now. Besides, who wants to reign over a pack that has no loyalty to oneself? I sure as hell wasn't going to kiss ass and play the good girl just to gain it either. Life was much simpler out here among the crags where their haughty ranks meant nothing.

Still, there was the slightest bit of interest in the upturning of Glorall - a home I once called my own in the days before the meteor strike. Judila. Now ruled by none other than Eden whom I've had a run in with once in Diveen. His eagerness to cull the likes of Devil May Cry swayed my interest in him and now I've come to find him once again.

Large, charcoal paws bring my colossal figure through the trees leading from the crags down to the river pack. Memories of the times from long ago surging in from the past as I made my journey. It was in Judila that I first discovered my dark apparitions and where I mastered the art of catching fish. It was in Judila that I was once royalty. If only for a short period. Even now the thought of either Devil or Abraxus brings a bitter taste to my tongue.

The crashing sound of the river draws me closer to it and I lean down to drink in the chilling liquid to be rid of the bittersweet recollections. I absentmindedly continued to traipse through the trees and alongside the moving water further into the territory. Boundaries meant very little and whether or not I obeyed them, I still held some morsel of mutual respect for the young boy that took this place from its previous alpha.