heavy crown

N/A · 12-19-2014, 08:44 AM

The arctic wind did little to bother her these days, her coat had long since grown thick enough to protect her from the wind. The snow, still drove her nuts, but she wouldn't give in to the desire to relocate to somewhere more tropical. The north was the Armada's. The blood of their father had scourged these lands for them. As she patrolled she waddled proudly, her swollen belly making her steps more slow and measured. She'd be giving birth soon, and then she could get back to her fit state, the state that showed her to be a fitting and beautiful queen. She'd been patrolling her borders, and had begun wandering into the thick of the pines when she paused to rest by a shallow stream. A heavy sigh left her as she sank back on her haunches and to the ground. Stretching her front paws before her, she let out a contented growl before sitting still again. It had been quiet around, and she wandered how Athena was doing and again wandered where Vereux had vanished too. Gods- Roman was pissed that he'd abandoned his family when they- and his mate needed them the most. He wasn't worth the Armada blood that flowed through his veins!

She'd recently met Amalia, whom was a sweet girl, much like Roman had envisioned her to be and she knew that Athena and her pups had the best care they could have. She still worried for them though. To be truthful she worried for all of the pack, even the new Fehu wolves that she didn't know very well. Would they be strong enough to make it through the arctic winter? A large bush rustled next to her, and her head snapped attentively towards it, slightly inhaling she detected wolf. "Who's there?" She called her tone light, playful even. Whomever was trying to sneak up on her kinda sucked at it, but she couldn't quite tell who it was.

Greek Speak -- Roman Speak

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