broken crown.

*Arian* · 10-14-2014, 12:22 PM

The world was a very unkind place. Arian was on her last strings of hope, Azalea had not amounted up to the wolf she thought she could be. At this point, she felt like the adravendi name was only dragging her down. She knew she had Neo strip her of nearly every emotion for the family, but out of the fear her mother would look down upon her for siding with Azalea. Not only had azalea been gone, but sarak as well, which left their pups....orphans. Little sarka was following closley to her, as Arian had unconsciously headed towards the call of her mother limping do to her permanant injury as well as the ugly scar plastered on her face. The foster mother who had raised her. The small pup pressed herself against Arian as she spotted the other siblings. Yet, Arian was probably the only one unsure if she wanted to greet Epiphron with the joy that she deserved. Azalea's scent clung to her pelt, as well as carrying a small child that looked like her wasn't exactly a good thing either.
"Epiphron Adravendi." Arian wouldn't even call her mother. Until she knew somehow deep inside she didn't hate her. Didn't hate this child either. Tears welled in her eyes though, moving across the scar on her face. Where had her mother been all this time, when her father went off and forsaked her. Where Syrinx completely abandoned her and now Azalea went missing. Her heart was sick and tired from being left behind by every family known by the adravendi name possible. She wanted to take it away, she wasn't an adravendi she should have known that. If only she had been blood related to them maybe things would have turned out different.

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