Summer Days, Driftin' Away

*Valeriya* · 11-07-2014, 09:15 AM

He was blunt, but perhaps rightfully so. Valeriya listened to his small speech with the same mild interest, taking in each phrase and ruminating over them. It was a show of humility she had not exactly expected, though not for lack of faith in Maximous' character, but instead she herself had very nearly forgotten about it. In her mind many of his claims were well founded; she only wished for a little faith that in time she might prove a decent leader. He had denied her that, publicly and with something close to vehemence... But such was life.

In closing, he would allow that he did think she was doing a good job, and it brought a small smile to her lips. "I bear to you no hard feelings," she would begin in a soft, polite voice. Despite her good opinion of him, it was hard to show him the same relaxed nature so many of their pack mates received. "I know Ebony is not the glorious congregation it once was, I'm no fool. I am not the leader Raisa was, but I hope time might change that. Until then, I will need wolves like yourself to keep me on track." She lacked advisers, this was painfully obvious. She lacked companions, even, excepting her brother of course, and perhaps Ullr. Was Ebony in truth a sad, dying creature? The thought was painful, but she tried to keep her peaceful visage from wavering.

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