FROM ASHES

*Jupiter I* · (This post was last modified: 11-25-2014, 10:31 AM by Jupiter I.)

Confident strides fall solidly upon the earth as she traverses her beloved home, inexplicable emotions churning through her chest as she flows through the chambers of memory lane. Mercury sways silently at her side, gauging her reaction to everything she has lost coming back within her grasp. Well--perhaps not everything. Two of her children still wander somewhere, missing without a trace. Her mate has drifted away and Jupiter lives in fear of the woman attempting to drown herself again. Even now he sees her struggle against the temptation to head to the shores and patrol them, religiously, as she has the past few weeks.

The hurricane's effects proved fading in some places and non-existent in others. The mangroves have always protected them in a way that no other land can, holding the earth fast and serving as a shield for the weather that rolls from the unpredictable sea. Fallen trees decay quickly here with the bacteria that lurk in abundance in the constant layer of leaves that coat the black mangroves' bases--and new are always rapid to grow in their place.

She finds it and the nostalgia nearly cripples her, nearly drops her to her haunches. Limbs quiver as she reaches the sandy shore to see the massive fallen log still rooted firmly into the earth, washed from upstream years and years ago, before the invaders had come from their ruined lands to taint them. Paw lifts to nudge the structure and its surface does not give under her touch, dry and notably distanced from the water. The years under the sun have offered the wood a consistency of rock and its presence here is of great comfort. Like she did the very first time she summoned potential members of Ludicael in this identical spot, she nudges Mercury up the fallen behemoth of old. He settles quickly and she follows him, feeling a slight ache in her joints as she does but brushing the sensation away, denying the age that creeps up on her with every passing day.

"Ready?" she murmurs to him, hips resting on the log. He throws her a cocky, shit-eating grin that says a thousand words and then she throws back her head to summon it; she parts her lips to summon the Ludicael reborn from the ashes.
[ LUDICAEL PACK MEETING ]
Those wishing to join Ludicael, or those seeking their freedom from it, are welcome here. I would personally request that any challenges for freedom happen outside of the meeting--one in the middle would stall it massively and likely kill the thread/its progress. If you're a prisoner seeking freedom, the rules on Ludicael's pack page regarding them may be of your interest. She will explain their situation to whichever ones come, also. No rounds or posting orders yet. Please respond ASAP if you're interested, though! Thank you!

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FROM ASHES

Jupiter I