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Avacyn

Elysium
Matriarch

Master Fighter (245)

Master Intellectual (250)

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age
5 Years
gender
Female
gems
486
size
Extra large
build
Light
posts
430
player
Shelby

1KSamhain 2022Pride - BisexualThe Ooze ParticipantThe Ooze - Variation 1
11-02-2022, 11:35 AM

With the weight that had been lingering on her shoulders with the riff in her parent's relationship finally lifted she could finally turn her attention from the heavy amount of work she had been tending to and instead return her focus to her own life. The unexpected development in her relationship with Saracyn had felt like the tipping point that had sent her personal life into a spiral that was hard for her to control and for someone like her that very much valued and desired well planned, well thought out things it had very much put her off balance. She was more grateful than she could possibly describe that Albion had agreed to try seeing their prior agreement through regardless of the fact that she couldn't uphold the entirety of her end of the bargain, but now she owed it to the Klien male to give her everything she could. She couldn't give him her whole heart, but there was much more that she still could give him and she needed to show him that she intended to keep her promise of that.

She walked down the mountain paths from the caves and dens where the majority of the pack resided as the sun slowly sank down toward the horizon and evening started to settle around them. As she passed by the pack's meeting area and neared the edge of the lake, she spotted Albion's pale form at the edge of it, his handsome features silhouetted in the oranges, reds, and purples of the sunset. She paused for a moment while she was still out of sight of the male that she had hopes of making her partner and a bit of guilt twisted in her stomach. Part of her wished things were more simple, she wished she had been able to fully prioritize her duty over her heart's whims, but she hadn't. She had let herself be swayed by her heart's desire and now she couldn't be the Matriarch her mother had always hoped she would be. Now she had to compromise in order to get everything she wanted and she felt guilty for putting Albion in the middle of her mess.

Avacyn stepped forward, slipping in beside Albion and settling on her haunches at his side, glancing up at him with a small smile before she looked out over the water with him, admiring the beautiful landscape of the island they called home. "I still think about us sending that drunk brute out onto the water on that raft a lot," she mentioned with a little grin. "The look on his face when he woke up out there was priceless." Chuckling softly, she turned her dark gaze up toward Albion again, finding and searching his face. She enjoyed how different they were. She was like a nighttime galaxy and he a clouded, early morning. After a moment she lifted a white-tipped paw enough to rest it over his forepaw that was closest to her. "I'm glad you're here," she told him quietly with a gentle smile.

"Avacyn Medacium"