Like I'm Fighting for Truce in Babylon

*Svetlana* · 10-15-2014, 01:26 PM

Coming home, admitting your mistakes and trying to make up for them was no easy thing. For Svetlana... coming back to Ebony was liking going to be one of the hardest things in her life to bear. She had been wrong, reacting purely on her frustrated emotions and letting them eat at her. Mature? No. She hadn't been. Svetlana had been a child, was, in many ways, still just a child. But was that to say she hadn't mature some? Of course not. That was why she was here. It would be a big step. An important step. Apologizing to Valeriya... and to her other siblings. But this time it wasn't just her and Korrin. Somewhere behind her mother surely lurked... and Koros too. They were each other's strength in this.

Svetlana would take a breath as she passed into Ebony territory. Her heart hurt and ached. She wished that what she had done could be erased. That it was gone. But... here she was. She had made mistakes. She was a mortal after all. The girl would pause, hesitate, eyes fixed on the ground. Her courage was wavering, but her polar fox companion, sweet as she was, did her best to encourage the wolf. "Svet is close now. Valeriya's scent is strong... Val came this way. Come... it is time to make amends."

The young femme would lift her head, expelling a breath. "You're right. We came this whole way... to turn back now... what would be the point? This... this must happen." Svetlana would say softly. She would keep going... and before long she saw the brown form of the femme at the bank of the lake. Her sister... Queen of Ebony.

Svetlana would slowly approach her, ears and tail lowered. She would speak up, though her voice still held a soft tone. "Valeriya...?" She would not blame her sister for reacting in anger... yet Svetlana would pray that it wouldn't be so.

"Hear Me Talk,"
"Listen To Korrin,"
'Read My Thoughts.'

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