At the densest section of the forest, there is a brief clearing where a steady flow of water streams down the slippery stone staircase. The water here is cool and refreshing.
Staircase Falls has been rumoured to be the place where reality is met by magic; where peaceful spirits dwell. They are rumoured to have healing powers that are used to help the desperately hurt, though no one has experienced this, except for, perhaps, Kaive.
Nothing is true; everything is permitted IP: 174.233.138.34 Posted on August 17, 2018 at 08:01:33 PM by Lothris
She could not remember the last time that she had seen him… had it been before he had become a Rohun? At any point, it has definitely been before Lothris had come of age, and so she was sure that he would not remember her. Despite her inexperience, there was no shyness, no hesitation, no doubt as she had strode up to him, there was nothing but confidence... and he had not questioned her. Lothris had been the first to arrive, but her siblings had been nearly right on her heels and arrive shortly after she did, one after another until the triplets were reunited once more. While she waited for Zagan to address them, Lothris lunged at Vozurr and then Keres, not meaning to hit them but snapping at the air in front of them, simultaneously moving herself closer to Zagan in the process. She and her siblings were always fighting… But they had never truly actually fought. More often, they played games with, or upon one another, which usually consisted of Lothris and Vozurr manipulating their sibling. Those two were such extremists in comparison to their third sibling, and they could not help but rub off on him, they could not help but affect him and draw him closer to their own ideals, whether he shared them or not. And perhaps it could be said that they were inseparable - for they were rarely found apart. Perhaps that would change here, in this new land, and this new world… But perhaps not. Only time will tell. At any rate, she was the only female among the siblings, and hence wanted something that neither of the males did - to become part of the Arkhaed.
One thing that would not change was Lothris‘s ambition. She knew what she wanted, and would not let anything get in her way. And to get whatever it was upon her mind, she would use anything she had to advantage - be it her looks, her physical abilities, or her cleverness - her brother was far from the only wolf that she had manipulated. But she was not an individualist - she believed in the greater good… Or rather, the greater evil. And though she believed in her heart that she played, or rather would come to play, an important role in all of this, and the future of her pack, if she ever doubted or came to believe that she was a detriment to them, she would not hesitate to commit the ultimate sacrifice - suicide. For she was not the one who truly mattered, but the Asokuh themselves. It was her goal to further their future, to ensure the next generation would be strong and fierce as she and her siblings were. Perhaps that is why she pushed herself closer to the Rohun, distancing herself by another foot or two away from her siblings and toward him, toward Zagan. Her goal was to become a member of his Arkhaed - she wished to bear his pups in her womb. It would be an honor, although it would temporarily prevent her from fulfilling her tasks as a Sazen. Perhaps for some, it would be difficult to fulfill both roles… But impossible was not a word in Lothris’s vocabulary. And neither was failure.
‘Where… Would you like to start?’
The only thing uncharacteristic for Lothris was her voice, that and her manner of speaking. No matter how deadly she was, the sounds that came from her vocals were sweet and flirtatious at every turn, a melodic soprano that could shoot out swears and cusses that would shame a whore in church. “Sugar, we will begin wherever you tell us to. This land is full of fucking weaklings deserving of being put down to end their shame. We should cut through them first until we find something worthy to actually sharpen our claws upon.” Replies:
