House of the Rising Sun

*Paradox* · 12-07-2017, 03:32 AM

She had returned to where she had last seen him. Her father. Her king. Her mentor. Her family. He had worked hard to secure a place where they were supposed to be safe, but it had been short lived. Blue gaze swept across the oasis, the alabaster woman moving slowly across the sands until her paws touched the water. Staring at her reflection, she looked like a near spitting image of her father...the only difference, was she lacked the piercing amber gaze he held, and the bloodied markings that adorned his coat. One day, she too would adorn herself...though she had refrained thus far because the reminder would be too painful. Then again, perhaps it would bring her closer to his spirit...

Although Paradox was a loose cannon, she had her quirks just like her father had. Though he had the tendency to be cold and merciless, there were times where mercy and warmth would push through. She had known his love. Knew that he had loved her mother and his children. And she knew while it was not common for him to make friends, he did have a few that he could tolerate. Huffing, she brought her body to the ground and rested her head on her paws. Life was cruel sometimes...but all she could think about were the days past. And how much she missed him...

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