COUNTING STARS

*Drashiel* · (This post was last modified: 06-23-2014, 08:30 PM by Drashiel.)

Guilt ate away at his mind in an absurd race with his own greed to decide which would consume him. He half expected Ebony to come looking for the murderer, even now, months later but so far everything was unnervingly silent and still. They'd done well to hide the body. No one knew. Just him and his teacher. But ohh there was a part of him that craved to try it again, this time on his own to truly prove his worth as a warrior. To have his own name be feared as it was for his predecessors. But what was the cost? What was he willing to pay? Or perhaps the question was what wasn't he willing to give?

Drashiel's head lifted slowly at the call of the new queen of Glaciem and in a movement swift and elegant he was on his feet and heading towards the call. Quietly Drashiel approached the new ruling pair. A brother and sister again. He personally found the idea of being in a relationship like that with his full-blooded sister disgusting but he would say nothing. He knew his father had been in such a union. And who was he to judge? He'd let an older woman rip his virginity from him already, he was far from pure. But oh that had been fun? he wouldn't mind trying again some time. But for now there was the matter of the pack. And of his future. He desired something more stable as a rank, something that denoted his purpose with in the pack. He was becoming so much more than a mere blood relative after all.

"Athena, Vereux. Good to see you're both well."

"Speech"

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