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FATALISM



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01-28-2014, 01:00 AM
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Ivory wraith moved forward leaving the sanctity of her empire's borders to the borders of their pack's ally. She moved with an angelic grace, as she halted at the unseen border into the Tortuga landscape. She wouldn't make a sound, rather contemplating the words of her father that had brought her here. Her father had be aware that Deteste would be stepping down as an alpha, and had told her that she would take is place in Tortuga if that happened. Thus she came to see what would happen with not only her but the close ally of Glaciem. What was going on in the pack? Violet eyes scanned the pack-land, pausing to enjoy the serenity of the scene before her. Her finely sculpted head would tilt back, jaws parting to release a low soprano call for the alpha of the land, Deteste.

And thus she would wait for the arrival of the alpha, her hips would recline settling against the land, as she waited patiently for him to make his appearance, she was not in any rush, though her curiosity was definitely peaked. What would come to pass in this meeting? Settling into the landscape, she'd stare off into the horizon, watching as the sun steadily rose into the sky. Her mind wandered, thoughts of how she came to be in this land, how she had worked in her father's empire, thoughts of her life. It was all sudden, but somehow not moving fast enough. A sigh escaped her slightly parted jaws, as she waited, pensive.



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Deteste


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01-28-2014, 05:05 PM


Age would begin to settle unto the man's joints like a silent and unexpected winter. He was healthy and the progression was slow but the cold reality was that in only a couple years he would not be a capable leader; and his children were too young and too ill fitted to fill the role he currently held, Basilisk was much too unpredictable, his allies too aloof. It was in the wake of the very thing he had wanted that he knew he would not have it for long. The man was walking, trotting steadily towards Tortuga borders long before the call erupted in the spacious land before them. The pack's numbers had grown but the land was yet spacious. Hollow. A ragged cough would break his expressionless facade.




His successor-to-be would be another of Isardis' children. The man's secondary alpha had been illusive. It was clear that her ties to Glaciem were too cemented to live peacefully among the redwoods. This new woman's form would fathom itself in the short distance. White. But as the distance closed she was red and yellow and violet as well. His crown would dip in a manor of greeting, jowls parting for speech. Roman. Upward again, his head would become level with her own and haunches would fold in a manor of imitation; taking his own seat and peering at the woman with his own mixture of reflection and curiosity. What do you think of Tortuga?







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01-28-2014, 08:22 PM
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Her contemplating thoughts that milled about her mind as she eyed the beautiful landscape were then to interrupted by a man, whom she assumed was none other than the master of Tortuga himself. Her violet eyes would leave the scenery, instead taking in the shape, form and body of the lord. He was older than she, a dark colored male. Scars betrayed his past, speaking of battles and many of them and she wondered how many wars he had seen. The youth regarded him for a moment, giving a slight inclination of her head as he spoke her name, and reclined, coming to rest on the ground and he would go on to ask her what she thought of Tortuga.

She would respond, her tone polite but respectful, a greeting softly leaving her jaws. "Deteste, it's a pleasure." In contemplation his inquiry, she'd look away from him for a moment, her violet eyes scanning the land around them. Finally, she would speak again, "Your land is beautiful, though I must admit I know little else of your pack. What kind of home have you set up here, Deteste?" She would talk politely, though she was actually interested in what the dark man had to say. It was true that she knew little of the pack, only what she had heard, which wasn't much. She would be interested in hearing anything he had to say and learning more, not only about him, but his home.



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