Feel the beat now if you've got nothing left

Spartans… a builder of empires. It seemed to strange to her, all these wolves seeking to build a pack. But the man did seem rather sure of himself, didn’t he? She watched his bi-colored gaze, brow furrowed, listening to what her role would be. A life bringer. A mother. The thought made her both wary and, in some ways, made her feel better too. It would be a purpose, if nothing else. Something to live for. That had been her mother’s role, had it not? Maybe she’d just been doing her job wrong… maybe Regulus didn’t teach her right. Or whoever was supposed to. Who knew.

“Daemon Areus…” The female tested the name on her tongue. “I’m Nova Aga--” She paused, frowning as she flicked her ears back. “Agatsuma. By blood anyway. I was born in the depths of winter.” The pale rainbow lady continued to watch him, feeling her heart begin to race. Would she be a better mother than her own? Was she doomed to repeat the same mistakes. Part of her wanted to be a mom too… but she was also scared of having the same thing happen to her.

“So what now…?” The femme asked softly, feeling her world start to shift. Changes were here… and whether they were good or bad… she’d signed herself away to this man. All for a chance at change.