From The Ashes
01-21-2014, 07:46 PM
His domineering summon proved successful in extracting the wretched banshee from both her tight confines and grievous train of thought, willowy appendages propelling her swiftly towards Glaciem?s epicenter as dread settled in the pit of her stomach. At the pack?s previous conference, the wraith had had prestige bestowed upon her name in the form of a title, but since then, the Overseer had accomplished little of importance other than an abandoned attempt to force-claim her wayward brother. At the impending meeting, however, the babe feared that the sovereign may choose to reprimand her for her lack of will and responsibility, and therefore could not help but allow for her typically immaculate poise to diminish as she approached the obedient masses, mismatched gaze searching for her king and his queen briefly before situating herself among the crowd. Anxiety crept into her veins and yet she maintained a calm stance, attention fully residing upon Isardis even as his minions filtered into the clearing. |
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