Lady of the Lake

*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 01-05-2016, 01:41 PM by Epiphron.)

It wasn't that surprising that Epiphron had returned here. It was one of the few places that held decent memories for her. She could not freely return to the Range, for it was claimed - and last she knew, so was Vericona Plains. At the very least, she remembered a decent life here - it was where she remembered last feeling truly whole. It was far enough from home that she was sure she would not be followed, and would not be bothered. With the arrival of spring, she had thought she might feel more alive, more invigorated - but it was merely a stark reminder of her own waning mortality. She was feeling fatigued enough by the time she found the lake on the horizon, and the prospect of finding somewhere to rest was wildly appealing.

The first thing that she noticed was that.. though this land was not claimed, someone had been here for some time. A familiar someone. It was not a Fiori wolf, though, and her nose wrinkled as she tasted the scent more deeply. Her paws moved to help her trail absently after it, in no great rush to discover who it might be, but simply curious as to who was here.

It didn't take very long to place a face to the scent. Kassander. The young, charmingly naive Ebony alpha. She had liked him quite a bit when she'd first met, even hoping to see him again - but it seemed their paths had not been meant to cross. Not until now.

It'd been a long time since Epiphron had seen Kassander, and she knew little to nothing about his life. She knew that his sister lived in Fiori now, as her daughter-in-law. She was to be the mother to her grandchildren. But what of him? She couldn't help but be curious, and her gaze would rove the lakeside, searching for him. Perhaps, if anything, a reunion might lighten her mood. She was tired.. but even more than that, she was tired of moping around and feeling sorry for herself.

The woman's pace increased as she moved closer to him, seeking to close the distance that lay between them. Time had surely changed both of them, and she swore she caught a glimpse of something less than happy on Kassander's face, even from a distance. But she would nod and force a smile to her face, for the sake of politeness. She had always been taught to be Queenly - why should today be any different? "Long time no see, King Kassander," she started, a hint of playfulness jilting the edge of her words. But mostly, she was happy to see a familiar face, and the appreciation shone as she eyed him.

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