Bad times, new beginnings

*Raisa* · 03-19-2014, 09:29 AM

If it was information the pair wanted, Raisa would happily oblige them. Raisa swept her tail over her snow-furred paws and watched them with a level eye. It concerned her to a degree that the man had not yet spoken, and wondered absently if he was a mute, but it did not matter overmuch to her. Clearly he had come to some sort of arrangement with the fae beside him, and that was well enough for her. "Well," she began thoughtfully, "We are a pack with a strong focus on loyalty, and freedom. There is a trust that exists between us all, that we will always do the most we can for one another, and within that agreement my companions enjoy a sense of independence that is hard to come by in typical pack life. I would not expect them to lay their lives down for me if I could not do the same for them." Raisa looked to the side, to the border that stretched out to her right. As far as her eye could see, all the way to the horizon, she knew the land to be hers. That was a powerful thing, yet she could not let it go to her head. The lands might have been hers by claim, but they belonged to all the creatures of the world, to a degree. How many rogues had she found trespassing since her pack had been birthed from the ashes? She now called each and every one of them friend. Looking back at the pair she smiled. "Ebony is sanctuary and force in equal measure. Our strength comes from the bonds between us, and within that security we are quickly becoming a force to be reckoned with. All I do, I do for the peace of my loved ones." She did not know if her short speech would appeal to the pair, but she hoped it would. Every word of it was true and she would not alter her story to suit what she suspected they might want to hear. That was not her way, nor would it ever be.

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