From The Ashes
01-21-2014, 08:03 PM
Time and time again, they would be the diamonds in the rough. Her petite russian paws would carry her across the softened spring snow of the lands to her kings call. A smile planted on her face in a calm matter, as it always were different from the rest. The dame made her way, paying no mind to the others aside from Sendoa and Isardis. The dip of her head giving away a greeting as she stayed a ways away. Finding her own personal spot, to bask in the past and wait for the future to come crawling her way. The winter womans cyan eyes scanned, there were a new pair of armada pups there. Obviously the result of Isar and his sister. Disgusting, she never thought a thing could exist such as siblings having pups together. None the less, it was her king, so she would react in a polite way. And would not mistreat the pups either. Even as it seemed one was taking after the mother. Her tail flicked as she sighed, she stopped smiled and just waited for the king to speak. Speech, |