APOCALYPSE
03-30-2014, 08:28 PM
Mass destruction had taken over her home, the earth had violently punished all of Alacritis. Kylar had helped her get free of the fallen tree and she immediately resumed her search for her children. The Queen moved with a heavy limp, her leg stiff after taking the weight of a tree branch. Her crown lifted, sending out a call for her children, and Basilisk, she needed to know the King was safe. Her pelt was dusty and littered with debris, her expression weary. The earth had quieted but not before leaving trees uprooted and splintered, and small cracks within the earth, nothing too big for a wolf, but big enough to get a paw caught in. She weaved her way through the destruction, worry glittering in her eyes as she waited for her children to cross her path, along with Basilisk.
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