What You Need, Is A Queen.

*Anzhelika* · (This post was last modified: 11-17-2014, 05:18 PM by Anzhelika.)

The fresh fallen snow was almost like a wake up call to the girl, her gaze of amethyst and gold locked on the monotone of grey that the sky was. Snow fell heavily at this point, little white specks of dust clinging to her creme hued coat.

She slowly paced through the blanket of white to the familiarity of The Wolfpaw Lake, an almost sacred landmark within the lands of Alacritis.

On the inside, deep down inside her destructed soul, she still wanted to rule. Wanted to be the Queen, or at least rule by someone's side..

Hell, what was she thinking? It was they. They who weren't worthy of such a high presence beside them. She was a Queen at heart, she deserved the throne. Not beg for it. How pathetic those other creatures had been, thinking they were even the slightest bit worthy for the Queen's presence, much less her ruling.

A snarl would escape her obsidian lips, the ivory woman sinking upon her haunches at the face of the frozen lake, staring at her reflection with a hint of anticipation.

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What You Need, Is A Queen.

Anzhelika