Existential Crisis

The ivory queen has spent a fair bit of time at the battlefield as of late. She wasn't seeking to spar- she was however, seeking to expand her kingdom- hoping to find loners and creatures who had no other home here. She could take them in and make them great. She could give them a home. It was with those positive thoughts, that she emerged again from the shadows of the field, entering the beautiful landscape. It was strange to call the land beautiful, though it was marred with the deaths and blood of others. Flowers littered the landscape, and she took a moment as she moved through them to admire the various colors. Hues of yellow, pink, red, and orange with a few violet flowers decorated the land- a testament to the wild.

She stepped gently through them, her head turning to scan the field about her, it seemed quiet out here today. No battles were raging- the only other scent here belonged to another. She turned towards it, pausing among the flowers she stood in, and took in the form of another. The mottled brown male was sitting in another patch of flowers, with a slight twitch of her ears, she turned towards him, her eyes surveying him as he approached. "You look lost." She'd comment dryly as she approached. Towards his left side, she would stand waiting to be acknowledge by the male. Her body remained slightly tense- she wouldn't be caught of guard here.


ooc: as soon as I find our other thread, I'm gonna reply there too c: We can assume they've met previously if you like or not, since that thread was started a week or two ago?