LOST AND BOUND
09-29-2014, 09:18 AM
(This post was last modified: 09-29-2014, 09:18 AM by Katja the First.)
Her cousin's half-crazed playfulness had always made her vaguely uneasy, but something had changed. Perhaps it was that he'd calmed somewhat, simply coming across as a bit scattered rather than creepy, or perhaps it was that - with Kapra's mother and younger sister having vanished together, Jaeger having disappeared into thin air, Auora's death, and their marauding family pack only the gods knew where - they could very well be the last two Finnvi wolves left. Whatever the reason, Katja found herself much more agreeable to Kapra than was her usual wont. "Die G?tter sprachen mich auf dem bl?t," she murmured, her voice touched once more by the intensity of awe that had filled her that night, a hint of the ecstasy of being granted such honor. Of all wolves she could trust Kapras?us to understand that feeling, the lone believers in a land of heretics. "Sie sagten mir, dass die Familie Finnvi m?ssen steigen, um an diesem Ort herrschen. Dass wir zu Gro?em bestimmt. So k?mpfte ich wie ein wahrer Ministrant w?rde. Freyja und Tyr waren mit mir und ich durchgesetzt." Her voice was sharply intent, intensely serious as she spoke. Her chin raised in pride as her gaze remained locked to his. "Rache und Ehre, Vetter. Die Finnvi Name wird lange an diesem Ort erinnert." "" |
