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Moon in the Lake



Epiphron

Somnium

age
10 Years
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Female
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Medium
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598

The Ooze Participant
11-19-2013, 07:33 AM




If only Loccian could begin to fathom the growing abyss of unsureness and regret that had begun to grow inside her chest; but she kept it hidden inside, locked securely away. The mood of their conversation had shifted slightly, and she was content for the change of pace, though she was also grateful that she had been able to share some of her worries with Loccian. A gentle but guarded smile had taken hold of her pretty features, transforming her into the picturesque queen she strove to be, deprived of the ugly doubt that seemed so common to witness on her facade these last few weeks.

Loccian's gratitude was starkly obvious, and it would only encourage her smile to grow. "I was so worried, just a few seasons ago, that the Kingdom of Seracia would not welcome me with open arms," she admitted, an air of jest in her voice that could not go unnoticed. "It is strange how quickly I found myself at home here." Though she knew that the need for power ran rampant in her blood, coursing through her veins -- like Syrinx, like Chrysanthe, and hopefully like at least one of her children. And yet now that she knew ruling was well within her capabilities -- knew that, with Maverick at her side, the two could successfully defend a Kingdom and maintain peace and even a degree of servility without a group of wolves -- she no longer felt quite so pressed to prove herself.

Lazily she would roll onto her side, gaze following Loccian with curiosity brimming in her normally inexpressive blue pools. "I am glad you have chosen to remain," she noted, lyrics genuine and thoughtful. "Though I would not deny that I miss Valhalla, I have grown accustomed to living here. I don't think, even if Maverick and I were not ruling, that we would be inclined to leave." There was more in Seracia for her than ever before -- and she knew Valhalla had changed. She didn't even want to consider what had happened in the war. Who knew who had been injured -- or worse, if any had died.