And it begins
01-22-2014, 12:11 AM
She cannot deny the swell of pride she feels. Her boys, her brave little boy. He is growing fast into a brave man, devoted to his Kingdom as he ought to be. She listens to her son, and she presses her snout against the side of his face, where the blood drips down from his now vacant eye socket. ?I will help you, Vereux. I may have been gone, but Glaciem is still my Kingdom,? she says. She needs not a crown to be a Queen; the forests are her home, and she will defend them until her dying breath. Alas, there remains but one issue. ?I have children with me, Vereux, your brothers and sisters. We have to take them as well,? she tells him. She cannot leave them in this storm alone, but to bring them is also dangerous. Alas, she has little choice; she can either send her half-blinded son into a storm all alone, with little chance of reaching the pack he is supposed to warn, thus dooming both pack and boy. Or, she can gather her little ones close, tell them to stay underneath her and help her son towards Glaciem. She has no choice, and she seeks to rise, nudging Vereux to ask him to do the same. |
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