I've already sold my soul

After witnessing the phenomenon that was the northern lights, Azoula had made the decision to uproot her girls and bring them back to the northern territories. Yes, there may have been a scientific reasoning for the oddity, and it was a beautiful sight no doubt. But the tigress couldn’t shake the feeling that there was an underlying sign within the stars- one that beckoned her to the north, as she continued her search for the young Saxe brood.

Laney and Mila were settled down in the underbrush, cuddled with each other, and asleep when Azoula crept off into the darkness. Walking along the stone wall, not searching for anything in particular at that moment. But suddenly, a scent was carried to her, one she remembered vividly from her time in Saffron. Sephiran. Stopping, she pulls her head high and peers into the darkness.


”Speech”