libertas

"We'll be kings and queens in this dream,"

Winter was quickly approaching, even the wind would speak of it, whispering lies into the femme's audits. Blue-grey paws would skim the surface of a frozen empire below. Lilac pools would gaze at the objects beneath the scratched ice. All that she could see was mighty spires of branches protruding from a seemingly never-ending dark pit. Perhaps this would have been what had driven her family from their homelands, a looming monster of pure ice, grinding and peeling away at the world she had known for so long. Or was it not?

The answer would be of no importance to the pearly woman as she gave a melodic howl, seemingly reaching to the edges of all ice nearby. Perhaps any wolf would answer, or the whistling of wind would rise to counter this song to annoy her. The lady had given up her old life, and had gone under a new alias, Asteria. Asteria Ivori. She was desperate to forget her own betrayal, but she would soon find a femme who had faced the same dilemmas as she. Only time would tell, as the pearly woman would scent the smell of wolf, and gave a cry. "Ma'am, you may reveal, or you may conceal. The choice is yours, perhaps we can become friends."

Walk, "Talk", 'Think'