'Cause it's the only thing I wanted

Barghest’s world shifted abruptly when her father had decided to dissolve their Ashen Empire and take their family away to join Elysium, an ally pack. The girl was angry. Dissatisfied. With the dissolution of what had been, she found herself thrust into unfamiliar territory, where the scent of her old home lingered only as a bittersweet memory. She felt… like part of her identity had been lost. Not the rank itself, no, never, she wasn’t so blind to harsh reality to pine after a mere status… but fuck. It was gone in an instant. Everything she was growing into, and a bit of her pride in her family with it.

In Elysium, Barghest's once royal status meant nothing. She was but a lowly member, relegated to the outskirts of the pack’s hierarchy. The wolves of Elysium, proud and powerful, paid her no heed, treating her with indifference. Partly her own fault, seeing as she had morphed into an even more so snarky little miss. Who could blame her? She had wanted to go out and explore past the borders, but now she felt like the cost had been too great. Once confident and haughty, Barghest now found herself adrift in a sea of unfamiliar faces, her pride shattered like fragile glass. No longer did she command respect with mere presence alone; instead, she navigated her new surroundings with caution, her once callous yet disciplined demeanor softened and soured by uncertainty.

Her days were spent in solitude, prowling the edges of the pack’s territory, silently observing the bustling life of Elysium. It was as though every step she took, a frown on her face as the mottled girl paced, that she was debating running off and leaving. With a huff and an irritated flick of her tail she plopped her rump down onto the ground, her gaze staring off into the distance. Stay or go. Go and come back? Go and explore. Go and see the ashes of.. Ashen?

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