This life would kill me if I didn't have you

Maija would rise, seeming unsure of what to do with herself. But she paid no mind to her, only when she spoke did her attention settle. Angry words would spill from golden lips, along with disbelief. It was nice to have her sisters support, not that she ever doubted having it. Aggravation was evident in the golden woman's features as she spoke the obvious. Her body still trembled with pent up anger and distress. How had she fallen so far? How had she allowed such thing to happen? She had been raised better than this. Even her bastard father had taught her a thing or two. And now she had fallen, fallen from her throne. She had become a disgrace. But no longer, she was back. She was back with a vengeance, things were going to change. And whether or not those changes would be for the better was still unknown. But no longer did the unknown deter her.

Her attention would snap as soon as her sister said she needed him. And that was the end of it. She rose in a single fluid movement. Legs lifting with a new found grace. Muscles rippled beneath her pelt as she moved. "No. No I do not need him." Words fell from her lips like silk, dripping from her lips. She didn't need anyone. Her tail lashed back and forth behind her. Decisions needed to be made. She refused to remain the shell she had become. No longer would she mope about, or let some man bring her down. She was a queen, a fighter, and a mother. She would be damned if anyone dared to stand in her way.


"Burn Baby Burn"