I Want To Breathe Again

*Epiphron* · (This post was last modified: 02-05-2015, 10:20 AM by Epiphron.)

Though this woman's size was admittedly intimidating, the aura she gave off was a pleasant one. Epiphron found herself wondering why this woman had chosen to stay here, in a pack full of slaves; though she was far from judgmental, as she herself had made herself at home in this strange pack.

Birnna admitted openly she was debating about staying at all, but it seemed meeting her had helped her decision -- even if not completely, it was a step in the right direction. "I have not been entirely sure of my decision either," she offered with only the slightest bit of hesitation. "Though Jupiter has recently offered me the position of heiress, strangely enough." She found herself trusting Jupiter simply because their packs had been allies, once, before Epiphron had been in power; for they reminded one another of days that they could never return to, that were lost eternally, and there was comfort in the nostalgia that they brought to one another.

Birna seemed interested to continue to speak, and she moved forward to settle near Birna. The warmth of the spring was comforting and she felt herself relaxing as she let a single, rusty-hued paw slip into the warmth of the pool. "I ruled a Kingdom named Seracia, once," she began somewhat lazily, glad to simply sit and converse with another with little inhibition. "Before I came into rule, Jupiter was an ally of Seracia's. I remember her from those days." Her own rule had been short-lived, and she hadn't needed to use her alliance with Ludicael, and so she had never truly gotten to know her. "And what about you, Birna? Where do you come from?"

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