The Call of the Void

*Rhythm* · 12-11-2018, 05:33 PM

Rhythm wasn’t scared of much anymore, she’d faced death more than once and had accepted it just as many times. She hadn’t cared much if she lived or died while a slave, but now that she was free again. Rhythm was going to try and live life to the fullest. She was amused by her present company, and shared his chuckle. He sounded taller than she was, and he could have easily outpaced her if he wanted to. "Well, just do your best to keep up." The words reminded her of raising her children in Imperium. She’d been a good mom then, raising her children slaves had broken her heart.

She shook off the memories as she shook out her coat as she stood from her root nest. She headed in the direction she had come from, proud of her ability to find the knolls no matter where she seemed to be. She did indeed walk faster than she might have if he were not beside her, and he would quickly keep up his side of the deal. Altering her to the roots Rhythm diverted slightly, remembering the trip through had caused her a bit of a misstep. He even kept up the small talk.

"I used to." She told him, unsure if she was about to go into her stint in the slaver’s camp. "Where we’re going used to be pack lands. It was called Imperium, ruled by my mate Valentine Imperialis. It’s gone now, but our son rules with his cousin in Abaven."

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