Burn it down [meeting]
01-28-2015, 08:30 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-28-2015, 08:30 PM by Epiphron.)
Doubts will try to break you Unleash your heart and soul Trouble will surround you Start taking some control Jupiter was dead. Though her scent lingered still, she knew with a painful certainty that she would not be seen in these lands again. As Epiphron padded aimlessly through the packlands, a dull ache began to settle in her chest. She was gone; and she knew what she had to do next. Amalia's return had cemented the decision in her mind. There was a wariness in her step as she moved, taking careful steps toward the center of the territory. Being appointed to heir had been an honor, but she had never expected to truly need to take over Ludicael. Being made heir had been little more than a distant afterthought; something that was necessary for a leader’s peace of mind, not something anyone expected to be made reality. There was no doubt in Epiphron’s mind that she needed to step up now, lest she let this old empire fall and disappear into the abyss as Seracia had; even if it wasn’t something she had ever expected to need to do. She needed a home for her children and whatever family she had left in Alacritia. She had led a Kingdom once, but she hadn’t exactly been in the best mindset to. Slowly she had lost Seracia, spending time doting on her children and her husband instead of paying attention to her subjects. Though her rule had not been unimpressive, she knew she was capable of so much more… but she couldn't help but wonder if she was still cut out for it. Unlike the first time she had come to rule, she had not inherited a kingdom; she had inherited the mangroves and a group of cowardly prisoners. While she was no tyrant, the thought of her simply releasing an entire pack didn’t settle well with her. Though if they were too spineless to fight for their freedom, she didn’t know why they would argue with her suggestion to stay here. She knew Jupiter had taken Ludicael out of revenge, to punish them for being too cowardly to stand up for themselves -- but Epiphron simply would rule Ludicael because it was hers to rule, and for no other reason. She had never been a woman prone to violence, nor to tyranny, and that would not change now. With that, the ivory-furred woman would tip her head to the sky, letting loose a call for them. The song was loud, intended for all to hear, whoever might still be out there that might remember her and be willing to give her a chance. Soon they would know that Jupiter was here no more, and that they would be free to live in Ludicael free of fear -- for they had nothing to fear from her let they betray her... |