There is no running

The frigid and malicious winds ravished at her fur, burying deep within it as to tease guineveres sensetivity. The north wasnt something the youth was very fond of, so why is it that she ventured all the way over there? Her paws pressed deep within the snow, oozing deeper and deeper within it, the rough pads beneath her paws would become numb to the condition- its only purpose was to carry her onwards, that was the sole purpose. " Your right, Vereux- our families are what keep us going, there like our backbones, they keep us stong and give us support. Thats what us adravendi's do anyways. I only hope yours do to." As the sultry tone corresponds to his question the faint fog that hits against the atmosphere is made apparent before the wisps soon disperse.

The stench of the glaciem wolves would entoxicate her senses and she knew they had arrived not far from their borders. Coming to a halt her muscles would freeze, the warm- honey gaze boring into him. " Im to young to understand the full picture, little blue. We dont fear him, we just try and not stray into his reach, perhaps one day as you grow up you'll understand just like im learning to. But, ive heard he's incredibly strong, infact admiringly strong, maybe you'll turn out like him." A weak chuckle would disperse her onyx lips before lowering the pale tiara level to his own.