Bad Luck

Abandonment was a pain hard to swallow. It stuck its claws into the throats of its victims. Pushed the doubt and mourning into them and reminded them that they were all worthless in the end. What she felt for the departure of her sisters guidance was nothing but pity. She had left her family behind, her twin, in order to keep what little pride she had left. What kingdom did she have to inherit? Voltaine had fallen and those that lingered from the constant change of regime. The irony of her ways of acquiring her pack and their constant change of leadership hadn?t passed her mind. She knew all to well that she was following in the path of destruction her father had once walked.

She listened as the defiance filled his voice. He had hope he would come back some day. Who was she to rip it away from him? She only knew the sting he would feel when that day never came. When his brother never showed his face or came to claim him. If that day came she would deny his request for his brothers life and if it came to it she would kill him. Even if he came back she was certain it would only be to use the male for what ever his brother had planned. They left the broken to die and only came back when the desire for things road them.

She shrugged her shoulders upright at the question he had thrown at her. Her dark voice was filled with a lost sorrow that she had buried under a mask of uncaring boredom. ?Because the lions only come back if they want something, nothing more or less.? She said softly, her thoughts lingering on fable. What would her sister do if she learned that her twin was the queen of a clan? She was certain she would come back with open arms and a sadness that would enthusiastically beg for newts pardon. She would ask that her sister allow forgiveness into her heart so they could be a family again. So she could steal her kingdom right from under her nose. She almost laughed aloud from the thought but instead a small grunt escaped her jaws.

?believe what you want. Only you know your brother.? She said simply, though she had none for the boy. Her tail flicked behind her as she moved closer, ?We must pick up the pace. I know your shoulder bothers you but we must return to the kingdom soon. I have things to care for and wolves to rally.? She said conversationally. She was done with asking for the past. Asking of who he was. He remembered less she did or he remembered more. it was all on what he was willing to ask her but for the time she was ready for a silent walk home so she could think things over. So many things to do in running a kingdom.

-Last post and Dom love <3