The Third Wheel

*Anzhelika* · 09-08-2014, 08:32 AM

The ivory Queen would once again find herself in the unforgiving tundra in the North of Alacritis- unforgiving to those who weren't experienced with it's bone chilling weather. Even in the summer the snow still lingered on the soft ground, never leaving. It seemed the ice never left this land, as perhaps the gods of heaven and hell both decided upon this one land to always be covered in ice, one way or another.

But the pale Queen wouldn't strain herself with the act of over-thinking, shaking her head, throwing the thoughts away. She tilted her ivory crown into the air and sniffed, taking a step closer towards the large vessel as she did so. A scent lingered here now, stronger than all the other's. It was definitely male, and perhaps a young one, younger than herself.
It angered the Queen that the fool would step upon the ship when it was obvious that her scent was the first strongest, next to his own. She hadn't necessarily marked the territory, but she had rubbed up against the ship enough to make her scent linger over the other's.

The ivory Queen would trot up the deck, large muscles rippling beneath her pale fur. She didn't make herself silent, making sure the male knew her presence here. "Well, well, well. Hello there, little one. Do you like intruding on other's kingdoms as well?" She would ask with a low growl, placing herself next to the male, dipping down upon her haunches and wrapping her caramel dipped tail over her large paws. "Tell me, what brings you here?" Her voice was it's usual soft and quiet tones, held with elegance, and this time- curiosity, and laced with the slightest bit of her venemous hate. She would question him, eyebrows raised in curiosity of what lies the male may come up with. She kept her mismatched gaze of gold and violet narrowed into small slits as she watched the boy, head raised high, and chin tipped to the sky the slightest bit, as any Queen should hold herself. Her posture was calm, yet she wouldn't be too patient for the boy if he did not answer her soon.

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The Third Wheel

Anzhelika