Time for a change

*Maija* · 06-10-2014, 07:41 PM

Maija walked with a new determination that continued to maintain the stony mask she always wore. Her golden frame was looking better than before she had left the island. No longer was she thin and lacking the lust to her coat. Instead, she had eaten the prey that had remained around Sibelle's neck of the woods and cleaned herself up to impress. Vanity was not a big thing for her (like say, Pandora), but she did care about how she looked and felt in regards to doing so. Her defined frame, slender and toned, carried itself proudly next to Sibelle as the newly throned Queen travelled to the Red Forest.
Rumors of Isardis's daughter (one of them) lived here and with her emotions and heart guarded more than usual, Maija swallowed the heart in her throat. She didn't like being near any Armadas that were not of her alliance, with Sibelle and Falk being the exceptions. Isardis had ruined the Armada name when he had taken her husband's rights away from him. It also didn't help that he had taken her hostage when she was pregnant. Such memories were enough to make her want to slash his throat, but the image of her children seeing such acts prevented her from acting irrational.
Silently, she gave a soft look to Sibelle before the russet-furred beauty howled for Roman's presence. Her leaf green eyes, stone cold with no warmth present, turned as her head moved so she could look at the entrance of the borders. She waited to see movements through the woods, wondering what this Roman looked like. If she had the perfect resemblance to Isardis, then it would be like a ghost from her past appearing.

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