not all stories have a happily ever after
04-13-2015, 03:03 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-13-2015, 03:04 PM by Katja the First.)
The gods had guided her wandering paws to Baldur, to Laufey... and now to this place. She could see through the autumn-bared trees the reddish form of one of Raisa's sons, Kassander, and she considered him carefully as he rummaged around like a squirrel, completely unaware of her as she stalked him. It was interesting - once he had been the most ambitious of Raisa's children to the point of alienating his siblings, but the yearling who had returned to Ebony after Virgil had kidnapped him had been very different. So reserved, so fearful, so weak. So how had he come to be alpha of Ebony? Svetlana and Val had both been so keen to take Ebony when she had offered - it was no great surprise that Val had not stayed, she'd always felt that Ebony's traditions and laws were too stifling for the elder Xanilov daughter, but why had the pack gone to Kassander instead of the next eldest daughter as she had understood the pack laws? Had something untoward occurred to the second daughter of Raisa? Stepping forward, she stepped down very deliberately on a stick, the resulting crack spinning the startled boy to face her. "Kassander," she returned coolly. She took a step toward him, cocking her head to the side before speaking with her usual bluntness. "It seems you have risen to a higher station in life than expected. What circumstances have conspired to make the least of Raisa's son a king, sveinn?" |
