All the lovely ones

*Lova* · 10-07-2013, 07:26 PM

The pines were stripped clean of their greenery during this season, covered in thin lines of white snow that fell from the sky. Recently Lova had been promoted to dame, and with war approaching she felt the need to meet who she could when she could. At this time, she had never met any of the kings children, even though she had wished to. After all, children of such high blood quality, she knew herself among anyone in the pack, were magnificent beings. Lova longed to have the King?s children one day - in the hopes they would join their siblings - for the cause in the empire. Lova had heard plenty of stories, of Taurig, and others as well. Though she really hadn?t expected such a thing to happen, his betrayal had come slightly as a shock to her. In the back of her mind she hoped none of the sons she gave birth to would end up like that. The dame was patrolling for someone to speak to, and possibly get together a slight training exercise for the war. They were strong, but it didn?t mean that miscommunication wouldn?t get the best of them. Lova had experienced that first hand, from the faulty king and his harem at home(back in russia), they would have died if it hadn?t been for her father. It was a fact the strong would survive and the weak would die, and the weak who were lucky enough to find a strong guardian were an exception.
Her cyan eyes looked from side to side, and it was clear by her composure that she was glad to have the rank she had. She was a commander, but she was not a big part such as Isar and Argent. At first Lova had wished she could be in Argent?s position, but after meeting the woman she had gained a sense of respect and logical thinking about the girl. Her children were definitely lucky at that though, Lova couldn?t help but to silently be jealous. As the strange colored snow dame walked through the pines, she kept these thoughts on the down low. Impressions seemed to be everything to her family, and even though Lova saw herself as different, she had her place and they had there?s. Lova loved to meet others, she loved to respect, and she loved to figure out. There was many instances in which she decided in mere seconds whether she liked someone or not. Lova had to admit that she, didn?t know what went through their heads, but she sure as hell wished she did know.

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