Growing Strong

*Raisa* · 02-02-2014, 09:47 AM

Raisa drank in the fae's words, committing them to memory, vowing to ascertain the truth of them later. Blind trust was not her forte, of course. Still though, she head heard the names before and Kaliska's words only built further upon the picture. That they were in such turmoil brought a smile to Raisa's face. Her pack would be no such thing; loyalty and security would be ironclad. Not to mention that the others changed so frequently denoted a certain weakness in their leaders. More for me, she thought happily. When the tan fae posed her own questions Raisa paused a moment, considering her words before she answered. The compliment had sweetened her mood. "My plans are to gather a following and stake a claim, what else?"

But it was more complicated than that, of course, and she was certain they both knew it. She sighed, and continued. "The pack I came from housed dozens of families and proud lineages. Our court was fear for leagues in every direction. But my parents were overthrown and killed in a coup. It was the result of complacency and weakness," she said with a sad sneer upon her face. "I will allow no such weakness to prevail in the new Ebony. Loyalty and security will be unquestionable, and pack ties will be of paramount importance." She paused and looked away, gathering herself. "When the cold winds blow the lone wolf dies, but the pack survives. And what a pack we shall be." The grandest Alacritis has ever seen. Let these Glaciems and Valhallans tremble in my wake...

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