The Rightful Rulers

*Resin* · 02-01-2021, 01:49 AM

Coming up beside the small, dust covered form of Askan, Resin motioned for him to follow. As though she had been here all of her life, the grey woman chose the passageways that would eventually lead her up to the battlements. Once out on the flat plateau of stone, the scarred fae surveyed her new kingdom. "Report," she asked of her wolf. He had been sent along early to make the place habitable and make sure that there were no squatters. Resin had trusted him enough for this important task, though she doubted he saw it as such.

The fae's lone golden eye looked out over the sweeping, green lands that she had claimed for them. Not another pack in sight. Even from here she could see prey animals out on the plains nearby. Yes, this place would do well for them all. Resin could see her children growing here. She could see the Hallows thriving. A lot of work needed to be done to fortify the castle, but there would be time to do it. With all of their paws together, they would be able to accomplish it all. The world was theirs.

"Speech"

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