Burn The Sage
08-08-2013, 03:52 PM
Liberty
I'm sitting pretty on the throne,
there's nothing more I want, except to be alone The secluded female spent most of her time wandering aimlessly through unexplored territories. She had fled from her pack, whither someone had noticed she did not know, nor did she care. Her mother was gone, and with her fathers random disappearances, she was never certain when she would be shown affection. So, she fled, leaving the head-ache and the worries behind. Despite the expectations she faced she did not want to become beta anytime soon, and possibly, never. At one point it had been the dream her mother had drilled into her, but that her mother had passed, that dream was fading away. She had no desire to sit on a thrown, nor did she crave power; at least, not that type of power. She wanted to be dominated by the ghost she had met on a sheet of ice, but he had long vanished. Now she wandered aimlessly, and somehow she was brought to an odd wall formation. "Speech." |