JUST A LONELY STAR

Scuffed and raw paw-pads displayed the ramifications of her ceaseless journey in pursuit of her misguided brother; and yet, no longer was their delayed reunion the sole desire left to plague her. The Elysius tyrant had always possessed certain ambitions--had always craved for more than what she had already obtained, and age only inspired her to achieve that of which she had been denied. The covetous deity sought power above all else--an iron throne and golden embellishments to proudly adorn for all to admire and bend the knee to, yet she understood that she would never fully grasp satisfaction until she could share her potential wealth and limelight of success with the scattered few of her bloodline. Cerberus and Nephele ( her hellion and her dove ) had found their rightful places secured beneath her protective wing, though the whereabouts of the remainder of her siblings ( to which she remained a devoted hound to even in their absence ) were unknown to the former queen. Thus, she had resolved to relentlessly scavenge--and yet, even she ( the eager wraith ) had begun to believe her efforts were futile. Her brother's whore had promised that Ares had taken to the southern region in pursuit of temporary solitude ( although it was but a deceitful tactic on Devya's part ), but still the paladin could find no trace of the recreant. Once or twice had his perceived demise crossed her mind, yet they were quickly vanquished by faith in her family's fortitude; her siblings would not perish so easily--they couldn't.



That fraction of hope that she could sway her wayward brother into returning to his family's side was what gave reason to the phantom in continuing her haunt of the south; yet she had no intention of returning to her former stomping grounds after having been swarmed by negligent pretenders. No--she was but a lonely leaf, subject to travel wherever the wind blew her in hopes that fate might have her cross paths with her lost sibling at last.