Your Equal in Many Ways

*Raisa* · 01-01-2014, 08:22 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 ears perked with the knowledge that another wolf, let alone an entire pack, had once called this forbidding landscape home. That she had even come across this pale behemoth had surprised the smaller, dusky fae. Her surprise, quickly turned into an intense fascination. The sort that would choose to call this area home must have been a fierce sort indeed. She could hardly comprehend it. "An entire pack?" she scoffed, skeptical. When she spoke again her voice was sickeningly sweet and friendly, mocking the very words that fell from her maw. "Truly? I can't imagine anyone as mad as I." She laughed once more, and looked back at the glowing corona above them.

Perhaps the molten silver fae would think Raisa mad. She wouldn't be the first, and wouldn't be the last. Hell, perhaps she had a few burrs in the brain, but what concern was that to anyone else? Her thoughts turned back to the pack, the mystical pack, who's shadows and ghosts still drifted among the coals of this burned, smoking landscape. If this overly serious, judgmental, grandmother of a femme can be believed, that is, her more cynical side reminded her less than gently. That she suggested Raisa join them was jarring, and unsettling as well. To join a pack would be a betrayal. How could she lower herself to the command of another, when she would always know the royal blood within her? Her beloved mother and father had perished, and to think that their only surviving heir would so subject herself to a peasant's leadership made her skin crawl. But... perhaps she could meet these wolves, at least. "The North, you say?"

"Talk" Think "Listen"

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