Bloodied and Broken
08-17-2014, 06:51 PM
She had taken to exploring the lands surrounding the fallen pack. She had made her claim over the lands, and was merely waiting for someone to oppose her. So far no one had and she was growing more and more confident each day. The newly appointed Queen had taken to surveying the nearby lands. She did not care for the plains, that much she was certain of. But something about the moore called to her. She loved the heavy mist the hung over the land and clocked her movements. Perhaps she could keep the pack there for now. But sooner or later she would need to expand and find a place that held an abundance of prey. Silver paws had brought to her the lake, a place that was well traversed by rogues. She would have to bring that to an end rather quickly if she was to claim these lands. Nostrils quivered, inhaling the scent of fresh water and food. A smile curled her lips. This place would be perfect. Powerful limbs would propel her across the lands and towards the lake. Summer had taken a hold and brought a miserable heat to the land. It was a welcomed relief when the cool liquid washed over her paws. The familiar high of power rolling through her veins calmed the behemoth woman. She reveled in it, it had been far to long since she felt the high. However, Kylar did not seem so willing to share in the power with her. A frown would pull her brows together for a brief moment before smoothing out into her usual cool detached look. A shift in the air would alert to a familiar presence, one she had not had the joy of being in for quite some time. "My little bird could never stay away for very long." She would coo softly, though her didn't turn to face him just yet, allowing him to approach instead. WORDS HERE |
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