even a god-king can bleed
08-24-2014, 07:20 PM
The meeting was, for the most part, ignored by the girl. She felt sick, uncertain, but she knew one thing; she did not want to be in Olympus. The burning desire to leave this place and never return was so strong, and the girl would wait until all was said before lifting her baby-blue hues to Natalya. She was a stranger here anyway. The mini-form of her birth mother would rise, not looking to those who were her 'siblings'. None of her other littermates showed. She was alone here. She was never meant to come to Olympus. Her destiny, her hopes and dreams, her home, lay elsewhere. "I request the right to leave Olympus." Svetlana's ears would lay back against her skull some. She wouldn't look to Andi, who had tried so hard to encourage her to make the best out of it. But their blood wrote their destinies in different lights. The girl would feel her fox shift beside her, Korrin looking around at the others. The russet man was getting agitated with some others who had showed... though for what reason was his business. She was surprised that Svetlana had made the request to leave... at all. The fox knew it was the right choice to make. Svetlana refused to be happy here. "Hear Me Talk," "Listen To Korrin," 'Read My Thoughts.' |
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