Brother, where have you been
Paws would carry her out of Solstice without notice. She would venture away from her home, in search of a tiny adventure. So much had happened in such a short amount of time. Covari had fallen, but Cru had picked up the pieces, giving her not only a home, but a slice of leadership within his pack. She sat on a throne of a pack with no enemies nor a tarnished name. But beneath all the joy of leadership and standing beside Cru, she was a single Armada. Taurig had gone. Maija wandered as a rogue, along with her children. And Falk had disappeared again. A sigh rolled off her tongue as she reminisced having a family. All it took was a swim to the island and she was reunited with them at one time. But now it was gone. There was no family waiting for her on the island.
Only when the ground changed beneath her paws did she notice where she was at. The russet Queen stood on a blackened beach, alone, accompanied only by the sounds of the ocean crashing on the shore. The sun beat down on her back, warming the air around her, so much so that she would venture forth to allow the water to wash over her toes. Scarred lips pulled into a faint smile as she peered down at her reflection. Her face was no longer free of scars but none had marred her beauty. It was the unseen scars that had changed her, altered her in such a way that each day she grew wiser and wiser.
While she no longer sat as a sole Queen on a throne, ready to build an empire of force and prestige, she was more than content to rule beside Cru and protect those who vowed to keep their pack alive and well. So much swelled in her mind that she failed to take notice that she was no longer alone on the beach. |