On Mist and Fog
06-28-2014, 05:58 PM
She rolled in with the mist and the fog like a scarred ghost with piercing blue eyes. Her little sisters scent was strongest here, here in this land of Ebony. She had heard rumors. They fluttered on the wind and kissed her ears with confusion. But even so she knew Katja was around here somewhere, the scent was stil fresh and she had news to deliver. The gods has sent her visions, some troubling, some providing some relief and she need to discuss them with her sister. The three-legged fae lingered at the border before tipping her head and howling for the alpha. Surely they would know where her sister was and a name she could manage that. Au?ra had been practicing her languages after all. The gods had given her much to think about. "Speech" |
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