Hit The Ground like Thunder

N/A · 12-12-2013, 07:46 PM

Aurora

The she wolf was once more drawn to the Saratoga woods, their positive deadness calling to mind what her home must look like right now, after that horrid fire had engulfed the majestic wood. Liquid mercury optics flicked over the landscape, once more refreshing her memory of the place. A sigh broke her dark lips and heaved her sides as she padded through the wreckage that would never be healed. This place depressed the giantess so very much, and yet she returned, to feel that tiny sense of being home, despite how far that place was from here. Despite the fact no one would be there to welcome her when she arrived, despite the knowledge deep within her infinite conscience that she would never see her family again anywhere but in her dreams, which were so few now, and those that usually invaded her head became nightmares before the joy could spread. A snort forced the gathering soot that was stirred by her movement from her leathery black sensor, and the dame shook her delicate cranium to rid her pristine ivory fur of the specs of dark ash. Broad paws were silent, even further muffled by the thick drifts of dark powder underfoot. Long tail would sweep across her hocks, twin raven's feathers dancing erratically.

Corvusi strode along beside her, the petite ebony she cat almost invisible with the backdrop of soot. But when she cast her acid green gaze upon the alabaster princess, the obsidian feline's presence was obvious. "So Rory, what are we doing here again?" The tiny fae inquired, voice almost sarcastic, but she knew the pale lady's past, so she tread carefully in her speech. Ethereal tones fell from the ghostly fae's lips as she turned her moonstone orbs upon her companion. "I'm not sure, but I just want to see what home looks like now." She murmured, her soft, silky voice filled with sorrows none should ever know. She watched the fall of an empire, the death of a King, a Queen, a Princess, and a Prince. She was the last, and that made her Queen. She could be happy with that knowledge, but she knew she would never be the Queen her mother was, and she dared not tell Magnus he was the King to a fallen empire, for fear of how the knowledge of distant power could change him. So she kept her mouth shut, and went through life, waiting for whatever came next. She knew that no matter what she had those closest to her now, and that the future held infinite possibilities.

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