The Queen has arrived
10-10-2013, 10:49 AM
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I was raised to be tough This land was foreign. It was one of many places she had seen since leaving home, but was the most populated. It was evident th at many wolves resided here, this was thee home. And she planned to make it hers. The Queen pressed forward, hues of red silk dancing in the morning sun. She was up early, determined to make the most of today. Perhaps she would find some familiar faces. It seemed as though everyone from her pack had left and maybe this is were they came. Or maybe she would stumble upon the elusive man known as her father. NEver before had she met the man, and really had no interest in doing so. It wouldn't faze her if she found him or not. It was clear that he had no desire to be in her life. With her crown held high, thick plume curled over her hips the woman pushed forward. Soft grass caressing her paws as she moved along the cliffs. It was such a strange place, it seemed like this place would be island with all the water. Sentive ears heard the crashing of eaves below but paid little heed to them. She had no interest in the lean, she was here for a reason. Fate had led her here. Tossing back her crown, the Queen let loose her melody. Letting the world know of her presene. <3 |