everybody loses it -

"Speech." Thought. 542.


Even though she had been banished from ever returning to the lands she had once reigned over, the white woman had yet to stray too far from them; never once had she left the region Tortuga had been situated in, and she wondered if she ever would. It was just something about being told ?no? that forced the stubborn witch to push for ?yes,? so she had come to terms with the fact that one day she would disobey Desdemona?s wishes and would return to the mountain she had become so familiar with, whether with good intentions or for deliberate instigation. Either way, the Tortugans had not seen the last of their first queen ? that was one thing Morphine would ensure.


Despite the fact that her world had fallen to pieces before her eyes all in the course of one night because of one foolish mistake her former counterpart had made in just handling the throne over to an inexperienced and delusional challenger, Morphine?s regal aura still emanated from her very being. Even as the rain beat down upon her skull and the water droplets clung desperately to her fur, drenching her pristine coat from top to bottom and contributing to her bitter mood, she still walked with purpose and undeniable confidence that was odd for a recently dethroned queen. She saw no reason not to; Desdemona could take her pack from her very clutches, but she could not damage the woman?s spirits no matter how hard she tried.


She took tentative steps as she traversed the rocky plain, her gait lumbering as she attempted to evade sliding on the slippery surface of the rocks that had been slicked with the precipitation. Every so often, thunder would crack overhead and the rumbling would resound within her skull, but the white witch did not seek shelter. She found an odd sense of solace in strolling through the rain without a sense of direction, and it helped clear her head as her worries seemed to cascade down her skull to the ground below along with the rain. It was soothing to her, so soothing, in fact, that she became so absorbed in the peace she had obtained that she failed to realize she was not alone in her travels. It was not until the sound of stones shifting in the distance alerted the ex-queen to the presence of the canine who had manifested up ahead.


Her metallic eyes shifted immediately for the source, finding it with ease even through the darkness that had cloaked the area. She could only make out a silhouette, and by the looks of it, the creature stood rooted to a certain spot and had not noticed it had company yet. Abruptly, in an attempt to captivate the creature?s attention before it moved on with its travels, her forelimb outstretched towards a larger stone, flicking her paw beneath it so that the force she applied to it would cause it to roll over onto another and deliver a crack! that would surely gain the other?s attention. She had initially desired to travel without company; however, she had figured she?d gained enough time on her own to last a lifetime. Perhaps this canine would prove to be of interest to her.