Glaesfaet Sceawere is the name gifted to the mother river that flows through the center of Blossom Forest, bringing life and sustenance to all of the lands. It breaks off in many places, giving birth to smaller streams and estuaries, but the main body flows from the lake high in the north in Dierne Hrof all the way south down through Uyaraut to empty into the ocean. It is a fresh water river, but down through Uyaraut, the salt water does taint it. In places, parts of the river are underground and run through caverns unseen from aboveground.

Water buffalo grace these shores - with plenty of meat, though at a dangerous cost. Many river trout leap upstream daily.


Time heals all most things...I heal the rest

'Watch it, I just might take you as my prisoner and torture you. I can practically smell your fear.' Briefly, she thought that he was being serious... But if Hellene was good at anything other than healing it was sarcasm. And as her ambers watched his own orbs roll, she realized he wasn't being serious, just sarcastic. Apparently... He really didn't have any intention of capturing her. But the real question, was why? Why wasn't he going to kidnap her, torture her and rape her? Not that she was complaining - none of those things were things she particularly would have looked forward to, but from everything she know about Abendrot, she had made certain assumptions.

Perhaps they were wrong.

As she slowly became intrigued about him, about his past and questioned him, Hellene began to relax. Without even realizing it, she began to groom herself, cleaning the fish from her paws and her maw as he spoke, recalling horrid memories from his past. Something resembling empathy... No not empathy, for nothing of the sort had ever happened to her before. Something resembling >sympathy struck her, and she realized that he was not so different from her.. He had been raised and trained a certain way, as she had, as Athene had. How many had Athene killed in war? Sure, Athene was no assassin, but she had killed tens of wolves, perhaps hundreds... And yet Hellene still loved her. And then the she-wolf gasped, and looked away, ashamed. All of her judgements had been hypocritical, for not only had she made allowances for her sister, but for herself.

Had not she killed intruders when they had sought to sneak into Aurora? She could have maimed them, but instead she had killed them, ripping out their throats. It would have been easy enough to leave them alive - afterall, Hellene was not a fighter, as everyone apparently could tell. How she managed to live through the fight without a scrape confused even her... But she had killed them. And enjoyed it... At the moment. She had been sick for days afterward, horrified at what she had done. And then, of course, there was Nikandros.

"I... I wanted to murder someone once." Her pools were focused on the ground... And would not raise. Her deep, chesty vocals were hardly more than a whisper now, stuck in the memory. "He stole my child, kidnapped her when she went astray. He dared to bring her back to the pack and threatened to kill her in front of all of us if we didn't give him what we wanted. He used her... He used her as fucking blackmail. I wanted to kill him. I wanted to bathe in his blood and watch the life fall from his eyes even as his soul was pulled down into the underworld. I wanted to live with the knowledge that demons were feeding on him." She had not seen the brute in months... Years even. It had been back when Khaleesi was a pup, and she was well into her adulthood now. But the desire had never gone away. Hellene could never truly die happy until the brute. Was. Dead.

That was when she snapped out of it and introduced herself coursely before threatening the brute once more. 'How cute. Love, I have more respect for women than you seem to think. Don't think you know me.' She snapped her eyes back up to him, fire within them as she growled, low. "And you don't know me. You don't know what I've been through or the things I've seen so don't question my lack of trust for a stranger from a pack I've heard only terrible things about." Briefly, she softened... At least Abendrot had tried to lock up an actual demon. "I wish... I wish you had killed Draven though. If you knew... If you knew the things he did to a poor young girl... Even you would be horrified."


||Hellene|| ||I hold my own heart|| ||Aurora Borealis–Delta || ||Adult|| || Mother to Khaleesi, Destan ||


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