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Chrysanthe

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06-05-2013, 08:29 AM
The meeting had been draining, but the sickness in her stomach was now less prominant. Nerves were no longer such a hefty sum of the equation, she was where she wanted and needed to be. As Valhalla's leader, she was absolutely determined to make it something worthwhile. Collision had tried and failed, and she hoped that she would learn from his mistakes and not make the same ones herself. Fighting Syrinx had been a dreadful experience, but she had proved to herself that she would do anything for the wolves of Valhalla, even draw the blood of her own kin. Thinking of her brother, she hoped that he would settle down and stop scaring the very lupine that she wanted to protect. To come in and try to take the crown after disappearing on them for so long - how did he think that he was in the right?


She sighed, so much about that meeting had been painful. Icarus leaving, Syrinx challenging, her father nearly dying. Surely her members were sorely panicked - she would have to calm them in the coming days, soothe them in a way that only their alpha could. A test, a true test, she was glad that her sister would be here for that. With Cairo out of commision, Collision and Preston missing, and Syrinx being an unknown factor in this mess, it was hard to depend on much of her family but Pip. It was so strange, she felt a bit isolated - but at the same time knew that as long as Valhalla was her home she would never be alone. So long as she was here, Erani would be here, as would her family. Soliel and her children were Adravendis, and they were here. Aislyn had never abandoned her, had believed in she and her sister and supported her through everything. She would always have wolves to strive to protect.


Yet the nagging feeling that she was getting into more than she had bargained for would not leave her.


It was in the midst of this feeling that she heard Demonio's howl. Instantly she felt her lips pull into a smile - one of her two Tortugan brethren. She had adopted the man as her own, as a friend, and it had surprised her to hear him so suddenly, but made her happy. The newly crowned alpha howled back, a surprisingly warm greeting for someone of Tortuga, if anyone were to investigate they might just be confounded at the bond she had forged with this white knight of a brute. Yet she knew that although he was in the darkly aligned pack he had one of the most noble hearts she had ever caught a glimpse of.


Demonio, where on earth have you been?" She said, and for a moment her nerves left her, for she was a friend greeting another friend. Yet it would seem that every time he ran into her, it would be shortly after a change in status. Although she was nervous and inexperienced, she was the alpha here, and she carried herself as such regardless of her inner doubts. "It has been nearly three seasons - so much has changed." Hopefully he hadn't changed too much - she rather liked him just the way that he was. Standing in front of him, she now lacked the awkward gangliness of a teenager. A woman through and through, she had grown into her muscle and her curves completely. Her blue eyes met his mismatched gaze head on, they were roughly the same height. "How are you?"