We Will Not Go Quietly
The only people that you find will betray us
They're gonna hate to hear the sound of my voice
When we're screaming their name, when we're screaming their name
It was spring now. Her father had been slain… and though it was no warrior’s death the young girl felt confident that her father had made the right choice. Ganta had died doing what he believed was right, despite the odds, and no matter what anyone else said or thought Philly though he was a hero. But that did not bring her any peace in his death. In truth it tore her up inside… her father was gone, her mother… she was undoubtedly worried of what had become of her and Ulric. As for her uncle? She didn’t doubt he was worried as well, if not hurt by her sudden disappearance. But Philomena swore to make amends with them, just as soon as she made her way out of here.
Thus far Philomena wasn’t sure what to make of this place, this Empire that had brought about the downfall of her former pack. Not that she’d been there when it happened… no… it was cruel fate that brought her back only to be taken in with Ulric. But Philly wasn’t afraid. A determined fire burned in her gaze… and like her father before her the girl didn’t try to run. She’d be brave… she’d hold her head up high and swear to avenge her father one day. But Philomena was no fool; that would not be today, nor anytime soon… and avenging a wolf did not necessarily mean you needed to strip another of their life.
Philly was sure it hurt much more to be left living without the things one cared about.
As the dawn rose so did the youth, leaving the den where she and Ulric had been brought. She turned her blue gaze to the sky, a soft, breathy sigh escaping her. She still regretted being unable to say goodbye to Ganta… and the fact she’d still be unable to see her mother made her feel unsettled. Especially since it was her birth season and she should have been able to celebrate this time with her family. She closed her eyes, though rather than a frown remaining on her face a small, yet sad, smile came to her face.
“One day…” Philomena promised herself. “One day, Father, a new world will dawn… a world where light and dark will walk together… and a new age will come about.” In her mind the girl’s eye viewed her youth, her father’s reign, as the light. This… this Empire was the dark… and she’d create something that would one day be that fine line between the two.
Rain began to fall… a cold, freezing rain that signified that it was still close enough to winter to still bring the cold. Philomena welcomed it, embracing it as her Hellstrom nature coming to comfort her. The girl canted her head to one side, ears twitching as she listened to the sounds of Auster’s lands. It wasn’t like the North… it felt too foreign. Philomena glanced over her shoulder at the den… would Ulric be up soon? Would he be in a panic if he noticed that she was missing when he awoke? Not that she’d leave him behind… curiosity merely got the better of the young one.
So paws began to lead her away from the den as the rain grew heavier, ears perked as she kept a lookout for the massive wolves of this Empire. Wolves whom she too matched in height, surprisingly enough. Her blue orbs narrowed in thought, her heart a hardened stone in her chest. She would not show anymore fear. She would not give them the satisfaction of seeing her hurt.
It was at the Cathedral that Philomena came to a stop, gazing upon the structure with thoughtful eyes. She took a seat, ears flicked back slightly as the rain continued to fall, dampening her fur. Philly closed her eyes once more, humming thoughtfully. She didn’t want to rush into any decisions. She felt it was her birthright to rule… yet… avenging her father was a higher priority. Was it even worth leading some dinky pack? Yes… there were things to think about yet… but first things first. She needed to figure out how to rid herself of these lands and start the task of becoming stronger.
You gotta burn it down, you gotta blow it up
You gotta give them hell, you gotta pull the plug
And you can run away, and you can kill the beast
And you can try to kill yourself but you can never kill me!