Fly Me To The Moon
08-22-2013, 03:55 PM
Already she was beginning to wonder if Aeil was the kind of creature Epiphron could grow to consider a friend. Despite her charming, rather friendly nature, the Seracian woman was not one that made friends easily. Though her loyalty was unquestionable, few seemed to have earned it so far; besides her family -- and, of course, Maverick. Still a smile complimented her gentle features easily, and she refused to let it fade. "Some wolves are just groomed for such things, I suppose," she mused aloud. Always she had dreamt of power. Craved it, in a way; but not nearly as badly as her brother. Unsure whether Aeil was the kind of wolf to assert herself as a leader, or one who was happy to merely blend in with the crowd, she was not sure. The woman seemed somewhere in the middle, but Epiphron couldn't pinpoint just which way she tended to lean. Congratulations were offered, and her ears would flick back, briefly pinning against her skull as her grin widened. As she grew more pregnant, she was beginning to wonder if she was cut out to be a mother. She supposed she and Maverick would figure things out pretty quickly, with the guidance of their packmates if need be. "Thank you, Aeil," she said gently, though her lyrics were tainted with pride; she was not a terribly humble lady, especially not concerning her future children. They would be great; they would be groomed for it, to take the throne and lead a legacy of their own. If they so choose. "I can hardly wait to meet them myself," she admitted, gaze leaving Aeil for a moment to drift to the distance. She squinted, struggling to see her den in the darkness of night. Maverick was sleeping soundly, and she hoped he would not awaken -- he, too, had been rather anxious lately, and he needed all the sleep he could get. The two stared at the sky for a long moment. "I've never thought about it like that," she mused, enjoying Aeil's carefree attitude and mind; it seemed to ebb gently, like the waves of the ocean, relaxed and at ease. She liked this woman. "May I ask, Aeil, where you come from?" The question was up for interpretation, and she didn't mind the vagueness. From where in the world? The desert, the vast mountain peaks? Did she have family? A reason for ending up in Alacritis? |
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