As the Ashes Cool

My soul is spiraling in frozen

Elsa Winterfell

fractals all around

The arctic healer arrived after many wolves had been there. It had not been long since she had been recruited and nicknamed Godling by Raisa. The fair queen of Ebony seemed to beam as she stood before the pack. She knew Raisa to only be a fair and benevolent ruler, but at the same time she had only met her once. She offered a small smile and a dip of her head to the matriarch of the pack that was in the works of being claimed. "Queen Raisa." She offered in a greeting. The scent of herbs rolled off her pelt and she looked at her fellow packmates. She was a founder, she was with Ebony until her death. For this she had to be. She had sworn it to herself.


Raisa had been one of the first wolf to get into her comfort zone and she trusted her judgement. Through this, she trusted all the wolves whom Raisa had recruited and assumed that one was her mate because often in pack hierarchy there was a leading pair who were mates. Her icy blue eyes remained calm as she thought through everything in her mind.