The Boys of Summer [OPEN]

*Slava* · 09-01-2014, 09:30 AM

The goddess had been continuing her hunt along common lands to find a place suitable to be her kingdom. If she was to wear a crown of gold then she had to have a territory to meet her requirements and so far, none of the lands were cutting it. She had gone to the lake just northwest of where she had been now. The climb had been relatively easy for her as she moved swiftly over the rocks, barely any scrapes to add to the list of causalities from the climb. When she approached the top, she noted something quite shocking. There was another wolf, badly beaten by the climb it would seem, on the peak. Her banner was high and raised in a rather regal manner as she slowly approached him.

Her eye fell upon the disheveled man as she spoke cool and crisp words. ?Who is it in my presence?? It was asked like a question but it sounded more like a demand for a name. A goddess, a queen, had the right to know the name of the wolves around her and so that was what Slava was going to get from him. Her left brow rose slightly as her chest remained slightly puffed out in pride. Her posture screamed ?worship me?.

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