And So It Ends

Chrysanthe nodded - if by chance, no one knew of Seracia's official move, she would gladly do the honors of spreading the news. Sure, she wasn't exactly talking to Collision right now, lest she lose her nerve and let her tongue loose on him. It wasn't something that she wanted to do right now, considering the choices he made about her life when she hadn't done anything wrong, she was very slow to want to see what he did when she had actually wounded his fragile sense of pride.


Thoughts of Valhalla slowly came to a wayward stop, and she concentrated solely on the boy beside her. She had expected this to hurt, like rubbing salt on a wound - but she found that his company wasn't bad. Despite her loving someone else, she idly thought that she could like Maverick just fine. He wasn't a bad lupine, he was honest and she enjoyed the dreamy tone to the words spoken about his home's previous placement. He missed it, and she didn't blame him - a home by the water seemed like something of a daydream. "Summers come and go, perhaps the next won't be so harsh." Packs migrated from time to time, if he as King wanted his old Kingdom back, he could very well take it.


She paused, hearing a cow in the distance and her eyes flicked toward the direction that it came from. It was similar to a moose call, but entirely different all the same. A dull sense of adventure thrummed quietly within her, and she wondered whether her husband to be would be interested in tracking one of them down.


Listening to him explain a bit about the territory, she nodded - honestly interested with what he had to say. As down trodden as she had been, and that she was about this wedding - Chrysanthe would not take it all moping. Making the most of this was all that she could do - and she assumed that Maverick was doing the same, sounding halfway eager about this, and partially something that she still couldn't pin point. "It sounds wonderful - I would love to see it." It would be her home in the near future after all.


The wedding... it would creep upon she and her fiance far quicker than either of them wanted she was sure. His family was the same as hers, betrothals were a common thing. She wasn't sure exactly what expression she should wear, hearing about his sister being betrothed to Gideon. It was something she already knew, and had already done its share of breaking her heart. Yet his words managed to strike her with a realization. He would loose little in terms of her being given away, he had a wife to be, a pack to care for, a family to raise and look after. He would be fine - and it was something that both made her happy to know, and sad to realize.


"I understand. I have an adopted sibling myself." Neo was no longer a part of the family, he didn't want to be, and so Preston was the only one who counted now. Still, she couldn't imagine she or her sister being engaged to him - they grew up together! She was constantly teasing and he was such a brat, they would probably end up killing each other. "I couldn't bear to marry him though - you're clearly the more viable option." The girl's face spread into a small grin, a glint peeking from her dark lips from pearly white teeth.


"They could very well dislike each other and we would never know. Politics are strange." She continued to say, branching off of his meaningless words with ones of her own. "Although, they did marry two of their children, so I suppose that means their alliance is as honest as it gets." She shrugged, nonchalance to her words. Their relationship mattered little anymore. The balance between Seracia and Valhalla now depended on the relationship between she and Maverick.


So far so good?


"I would love a tour of the place." She said, facing the little forest that was set before she and the red brute. "I want to see the bulls, they sound enormous!" An adventure - what better way to bond than by getting into a bit of trouble. Of course, she wouldn't scare the animal if it was too big, but she would be damned if she didn't get a glimpse of it while she was here. Her tail gained a subtle speed behind her, a touch of excitement painting her features.


She felt like she was getting to know a new friend.



She could really use more of those.

Perhaps, she and Maverick could build a partnership opposed to something romantic and heartfelt. It hurt to think about too long, but it was a better idea than anything else. If anything, it was better than being nothing but miserable.