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Did you miss me?

Belle



Samara

Somnium

Intermediate Intellectual (40)

Intermediate Healer (40)

age
11 Years
gender
Female
gems
49
size
Extra small
build
Light
posts
107
player
Lolaf

Pride - Pansexual
11-12-2019, 08:04 PM (This post was last modified: 11-12-2019, 08:12 PM by Samara.)

Samara nodded at her sister's more than generous offer. She swung her head in a gesture towards the lands they'd been hiding out in. "I'm sure I can spare one night of proper rest." She teased lightly. For a moment she walked, head held high and breathed in the scents of the empire her sister had raised, a kingdom of their kind. "I'm not just here for a friendly visit though." He said, feeling her stomach twisting as she spoke, glancing over her shoulder towards her sister. "I was hoping to talk with you."

She walked for a moment longer, waiting until there were less ears around, less eyes to spot her here, some place she wasn't supposed to be. "When I first arrived here I told a half truth, I told the man that would take me to his pack that I was looking for a sibling. I told him I was looking for my sister Deathbelle." She stopped, lifting her head to try and meet Deathbelle's gaze, her expression an impassive mask. "I figured you'd be the safest name to mention out of all our siblings. Knowing our family and our flare for the dramatics I always figured it'd be one of our brothers at the heart of any drama among the lay people. Or Cordelia." She laughed dryly. "I'd always figured it'd be Hannibal to raise our kingdom; and while obviously you'd have your fun you always struck me as the more sensible of our ilk, and every good lie has a smidgen of truth to it. Whatever silly antics our siblings got up to it'd be easy to distance myself from them... claim I'd always been closer to you than them."

Samara lowered to her haunches, watching the few wolves that wandered past for a moment. "You raising an empire complicated matters but I still trust you to be sensible. But now you have to answer for whatever it is our family does. You are directly tied to their actions." She chuckled, she was making it sound worse than it actually was, afterall she tended to enjoy her family's antics, it was all too boring otherwise. "Not that I begrude you your choice, clearly Hannibal was the wrong choice, and what's life without a little fun?"

Samara shifted. Allowing some nervousness to shine through, she wasn't going to hide behind a mask here, not in her own kingdom, even if she wasn't an offical member. "But that does mean I'm more on edge whenever something comes up that could be traced back to you, and by extension me..." She screwed her eyes shut for a moment and for the second time prayed she was wrong. "Recently," she began even though it wasn't really all that recent anymore, "A child went missing from the pack I'm staying in, the daughter of the current alpha." Not that she knew that wasn't true anymore. "You wouldn't happen to know anything about a girl called Motif would you? She was uh... black with some white I think, blue and purple eyes." She struggled to describe the girl based on her very limited memory of her. She'd hardly so much as spoken to the girl before she'd dissapeared.

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