Black Magic
01-27-2020, 12:58 PM
SHIBA KLEIN
Hannibal had shown her the way home, and she was glad for it. It seemed that the pack had moved shortly after her drunken encounter with the woman named Iolaire, and with her horrible sense of direction who knew how long it would have been before she figured out where they had gone. She reached the borders and stopped, taking it in. It was different than she remembered, but it still smelled like home to her. Her family was here, without a doubt, and with how long it had taken her to finally reach her destination it seemed unreal that she was finally there. No more wondering if they still resided in these lands, or wondering where they had settled, or if they were okay. She tipped her head back and called out to Deathbelle, letting the Empress know she was home again.
"Speech."