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Posted on July 9, 2017 at 11:14:31 PM by ASTER
It had been a bit since that day when I had so valiantly offered up free food to loners (and my jaw had ached for it!), so I had almost forgotten about Avtandil in all honesty. Life was a bit hectic as a Queen to my mate, but now that he had become so violently ill and given me the reign as Empress, well, things had become a bit more strained. There was much to manage with a pack and I reeled a bit with it. Halcyon had done so well that I hadn't even NOTICED how much he had to deal with until now. Not to mention I was a bit more high tempered than him and much more outspoken. My mate was firm on many things and I suppose his love for me made him a bit blind at times to my faults, but I recognized them and I tried to work around them. Tried, being the key word.
So when the cry of the outsider came in the early settling of night, I was the one to perk up and trot towards the border. My tail is stiff - night time was dangerous in Molodian. So many attacks by eldritch creatures that I often mused that fate was sick and tired of a peaceful world. It was unsettling, to say the least. The cry was unmistakably wolf but that didn't mean it wasn't some sneak attack. My mother's paranoia had come to me - memories of her narrowed eyes and suspicious gazes. I guess now that I was an Empress, I understood. Not all meant well. What if this was a challenger who came to first see who ruled here?
When I spy the wolf in the distance my tail had already risen and I walked with purpose, not unlike my mother before me, except there is a little more grace than Aithne ever carried. Yet as I get closer and I recognize his scent, that alpha-stride eases a bit and I offer a sudden grin, self-satisfied.
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- Write Me A Poem - By Avtandil July 18, 2017 at 12:41:05 PM