Kiss the Ring
11-17-2014, 09:17 PM
Kassander look flustered, worried, so caring. For an instant a burst of guilt flared in her chest, not for what she was about to do, but that she had built it up. She refused to consider herself a failure, deciding instead to harbor it as resentment for those who had come before her. I am no wolf of Old Ebony, she told herself, I am a wolf of Alacritis. She leveled him with a strong gaze, attempting to withhold the firestorm of rage that had consumed her, lest he think she was disappointed in him. Her sweet brother, always so caring and helpful. How they had been sprung from the same litter she would never know. "Everything's wrong, Kass," she whispered in a strained tone, less she scream. She was no pup, she was a woman scorned and she would not stand for it. "Everything about this is wrong. Ebony is a joke, and... and I refuse to lay claim to it's ashes." She looked off towards the horizon, eyes misty. "I have to leave." It would seem sudden departures ran in the family, but if she lingered one moment longer in this festering mire she would surely fall to pieces. |