The Littlest Reasons
01-20-2014, 07:42 PM
The children were off, romping about in the pines or the sound, or anywhere else their siblings led them. She had taken to leaving them as little as possible, but they needed their space and she did as well. The Queen would relax high in the oaks, betwixt the gnarled branches that sprawled up so high in the sky. From here she could see nearly every inch of the woods, and every creature that stalked in it. Including the dark wolf that tentatively strolled about. With haste the Queen would rise, following the locked branches of the oaks as far as she could. She preferred to travel in this way, for it was rare that a newcomer even thought to look up. They usually never knew they were being watched. When the branches would take her no further she would descend, slowly and quietly as to not be discovered. Being found out would only ruin her grand entry. Finally she would leap from a low branch, coming to rest on the earth as if she had floated down from a cloud. Her tail curled up behind her, a display of dominance as her emerald eyes set upon the dame. ?You tread far too close to the northern kingdom, rogue.? She would pause for a moment, before offering forth a demanding phrase. "State your intentions." She would not ask again. this is how i talk |
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