time

Time had certainly changed things -- even more so, it had changed her. Less than a year ago she had been Queen, ruling the Kingdom of Seracia, alongside her new husband. There had been so much promise in their lives, and though there still was, it had shifted significantly. No longer did holding power matter; not as much as their children did. As their marriage and their sanity. Perhaps ruling a pack would be a possibility for the future, but right now, it was not.

The white pelted woman was frequently lost in these thoughts; of the future and the past, wondering if her father would be proud of the road she had taken, or if he had expected more of her. But upon hearing the call of her husband, her concentration would be shattered, disappearing into a thousand pieces that were doomed to resurface. She was not an overly obedient woman, but for Maverick, she would do anything -- and she would never ignore him when he needed her. She trailed after him, finding it curious that he did not stop to greet her, but instead continued further toward the sea. It felt strange to be trailing after him, but she would trust in his instincts and continue close behind.

The woman would come to a halt as the beach appeared in her vision, sparkling and black, more vivid than anything she had seen before despite its color. Maverick would appear before her, and she would pad beside him, letting the cold water lash out over her paws. "I know," she told him quietly. Her voice was detached, and yet not cold -- she knew they hadn't been entirely happy for some time, but they had not yet decided how to fix it. "Tell me what ails you, my love."