Your Equal in Many Ways

*Raisa* · 12-30-2013, 09:28 PM

And no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out
I'm gonna raise the stakes, I'm gonna smoke you out

Raisa watched the pale wolf's approach from atop a large boulder, likely the remnants of an age old eruption. She found that she quite liked this volcanic terrain. It was mystifying, dangerous, enrapturing. It could not be said, of course, that many others of her kind agreed with her. In fact Koros had left earlier the previous day, saying he was going hunting. Raisa scoffed, thinking that the little mite was more likely going to enjoy the 'fresh, healthy air,' as he had so often called it. He does not understand, she thought to herself. As the pale wolf grew ever nearer, Raisa wondered about it. It was too far now to catch it's scent, even if they hadn't be encompassed by sulfur and brimstone. It bore a pristine white coat, and Raisa smirked, wondering how the creature was faring among the soot laden soil.

Her own dark coat blended wonderfully in this dark, fiery landscape. In some odd way, Raisa felt a kinship between her and the volcano, and somewhat protective of it's lands. When the white wolf was close enough that Raisa could have kicked a stone at her, she rose from her perch. "And what exactly brings you to my volcano?" Her voice may have come across as hard, demanding, but in truth she was only curious. It was not her way to be polite or kind. If she sought an answer, it was her right as a royal to receive one. She knew that this was no her realm, and that no wolf would bow to her here, but surely at least that small courtesy should not be denied to her?

"Talk" Think "Listen"

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