Your Equal in Many Ways

*Raisa* · 12-30-2013, 09:55 PM

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

The obvious ire in the pale wolfess' eyes made Raisa grin, her eyes glinting. It would appear as though she had a bit of a spitfire on her paws. She stood, her tail swinging lightly from side to side, the very picture of ease and comfort. The white fae was bigger than Raisa, but what did that matter? She wasn't here to fight, she was here to enjoy her day, and it looked like it had just improved. Her voice was light, with an edge of mockery. "Perhaps I've just claimed it, then. At any rate, it was only a question, dear stranger." Her fire tipped ears twitched in silent laughter. If Raisa called this summit home, and it did not belong to anyone else, than it was hers until someone ran her off. Why anyone besides herself would want the stinking, dangerous hunk of earth was beyond the young Queen.

She looked up at it's brim and chuckled. My new kingdom, in all it's glowing, stinking glory, she thought bitterly. Nothing like the cold, grey mountains of her homeland. The ancient stands of oaks and maples and ash trees. At least I got the ash right. Oh, how proud would you be Mother, if you could see me now? She turned her gaze slowly back to the pale fae, sneering at her. What could she possibly know of Raisa's struggle, of what she had been through? To see her own parents murdered in a coup, to be driven from her homeland, to be betrayed by her loyal subjects. She was cast down to the dirt, and if she wanted this mountain now, well the damn it all, she would have it. "What's it to you anyways?"

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