GANDHI, MATE, REMEMBER GANDHI
07-10-2014, 09:03 PM
The stirrings of the land, bother her. Queens having their crowns ripped from their heads- but surely they have proven to be unworthy? Erani has fallen, the Covari serpent claiming her throne- only to pass to her pawn. The mauled creature challenged for Athena's throne- only to walk away, dismissing his wish. The Ebony Queen had passed on her throne, and a silent question brewed in her mind. Was she next to be challenged? Should she be- she'd nearly demand they take her life, should they win. She wouldn't face defeat of her home- her pride, her empire. The sweet song of a familiar deity fills her ears, and she lifts her head from the stream she is drinking from curiously. What brought Artemis to her borders? She lowers her head again, taking in the crystalline waters, before she straightens. She only delays a few seconds before she turns, sauntering towards the very source of the sound. Her ivory body nearly floats through the familiar forest, as she approaches she smells deer- the blood is fresh in the air. She's confused slightly, but continues her approach, her face a placid neutral. As she approaches, she notices something different about Artemis- a pack scent. Her violet eyes brighten slightly, and she speaks- "Please tell me you ripped your crown from the Covari bitch?" Oh how behind on the doings of other packs she is. She halts, her tail swinging behind her, before it stills. She hopes she is right in her assumptions that Artemis wore a crown again, but- she is only assuming, and slightly praying her words are true. Speech, |