The Saxe girl had found herself nearly as alone now as she had been before she'd managed to find her way back to the home she'd grown up in. She'd managed to find her sister, tracked her back to their brother to reunite the three of them, only to have Neios and then Nausica each vanish without a trace, which left Cascade to wander boredly alone. Her life had merely brushed others since then as she drifted. Joining a pack called Niflheim that had seemed so promising with the new alpha crowned on a carpet made of a wolf pelt only for it to dissolve nearly immediately. Responding in curiosity to a claimant's call and meeting a male who claimed to be her elder brother, but her interest had been quickly lost since the claimant was the pink-eyed female who had seemed to hold her in such dislike when all she'd done was some harmless flirting with the woman's mate. Met up with a pretty, tall younger male who'd given her momentary amusement with his hilariously drugged state, but it was disappointingly brief - he was wasting his potential just playing around with herbs when he could be doing so much more. Maybe he just needed someone to... guide him to it. Give him a little bit of a nudge to send him spiraling down so she could observe his descent from the start...

It was thoughts like that Cascade amused herself with as she moved with her usual bright, jaunty step through the fading emerald grasses of the valley.

Lush and fertile, the valley stretched out before the young man, it's vibrant color matching his own verdant gaze. This valley would be rich in prey and was another possibility for a thirsty king to claim as his own. His mind was always working, ever spinning towards his goal, toward the kingdom that he would build from his back, something that would be his own. He'd learned much from his father, Isardis, but it would be his decision what he would apply and what he would discard. Drashiel was not his father, only a fool would think otherwise. But it could not be denied that they shared similar characteristics and in some cases even philosophies. Lost in thought the prince paused as he caught the scent of a lone female. Curious? and she did not bear the scent of a pack. Drasheil strolled through the grasses intent on seeing whom the scent belong to when he chanced up a dark, jet black femme who's coat seemed to glint with a touch of violet in the sun. She moved so cheerfully, so gay, through the grass. Drashiel strode after her, his steps powerful and confident. "What joyful occurrence has put such a spring in your step, miss?" "Speech"

She got both feet on the ground

And she's burning it down

A masculine voice called out to her, and Cascade slowed her step, tilting her head as she curved it to the side to study him. "Hello there," she hummed beneath her breath, purple-and-gold eyes raking over the blue-silver frame. He was the same height as she was which was... unfortunate, but his dark silver-gray form was tainted with blue in much the same manner as her own fur gleamed with a violet sheen at times, and the tan mask over his startlingly green eyes gave him a roguishly handsome look. He certainly cut a sexy figure, but it was the air around him that quickened her interest, a sort of intensity that seemed to crackle as he moved. Oh ho, this boy had seen some things hadn't he?

"Isn't meeting you reason enough to put a little pep in anyone's step, Green-eyes?" she returned coyly, a smile curving up half her muzzle to show a glimmer of white against the black of her lips. "What about you? You look like you've got a lovely plot or two brewing behind those eyes of yours."



""

She got her head in the clouds

And she's not backing down

blarg sorry for shortness ><

She turned in one fluid motion, missed matched eyes of amethyst and gold peering intensely at him as her voice rolled from her lips in the silkiest of purrs. Well now, wasn't this interesting? They'd just met and already Drashiel could feel the heat rising in his gut. Was fate toying with him perhaps? "You flatter me miss. It's not often I stumble upon a such a mysterious beauty as yourself." Drashiel chuckled a little at her next question. Plots? Oh goodness, did he have plots and plans. "I could say the same of you. I am Drashiel Armada, soon to be king. Now tell me, will you grace me with your name and purpose?" "Burn Baby Burn"