She was in a trance. Her steps were controlled by nothing. Her body was bloody from the war. Gael had torn her up and she got not one ounce of help. The mahogany Queen trekked up the point, blood trailed behind her as she walked. When the woman go to the top her eyes bored down into the ocean below. It was a drop that would kill and already injured Wolf of her size. She stared down, whimpering. She felt like she was in a dream but she wasn't. Her insanity was eating her alive. Her soul was devouring itself. Her eyes were fogged over and her head was covered in her own crimson blood from her torn ear. She let forth a short howl as she stepped off the cliff. Her body fell like dead weight down to the rocky cliffs that were harboured below. The insane bitch was finally dead, the reaper himself inviting her to his home. She was forever gone, that was the final chapter of the skull Queen. EXIT THROUGH DEATH - FEEL FREE TO HAVE UR CHARACTERS COME AND LIKE WITNESS IT. Speech,

Not only did the grisly scene attract the lord of death, the grim reaper himself, it also drew in a divinity of chaos who had much less business being there. Ravage had simply chanced upon the other shewolf as she took her final bow and exit stage..down. The dark creature watched from the sidelines, her yellow eyes silently encouraging the inevitable. No words were spoken by Canttina before she fell, only a howl was released into the unforgiving mountainside. Ravage inched close to the icy edge, her dark claws digging in where she stood to avoid the fate she had just witnessed. As much as death excited her, the fact that it was a suicide left her feeling distinctly unsatisfied. Especially because she had not been the one to cause the stranger's fall into the abyss.

Something was wrong. She could feel it. A trail of blood, her beloved Canttina's blood, was leading towards the massive cliff. The obsidian bitch feared the worst, the insane demon she loved, was in danger. A howl alerted the tiny shadow to something greater, and she ran. Her short legs and tiny paws heaved themselves towards the face of the cliff, just in time to see the frame of her Queen shatter upon the rocks. A cry of pain left her ebony lips, and she collapsed, her front paws and delicate cranium hanging over the edge of the rock wall. Her beloved Queen, her wonderful mahogany daemon, was dead. She had just thrown herself off the Cathedral Point, to her death. Something inside of her snapped. She could not be loved, all those who loved her were either liars, or gave up on her through death. But no more. She would not fall for anyone, ever. Exotic eyes spotted another woman on the edge, and a fa?ade of emotionless calm dropped over her dainty features. Standing, she cast a disdainful glance at the black wolf and disappeared from view. She would not be returning to Amenti, she would not go back to the frozen ship in the north. She would find somewhere else to go. .:Exit the Raven:. Speech,

Illja had been exploring alacritis when she caught scent of blood, and heard a weak howl. She grinned, but as soon as It had come, it vanished, she recognised this scent. It was that of the skulled fae Canttina. She broke into a sprint, she did not particularly care what happened to the psychopathic empress. But for the sake of fitting in, she decided to pretend to care. Sure, she wanted the fae as her own. But, she did not care deeply. She was another leaf that had withered and fallen off the tree that was life. She finally came upon the trail of blood and followed it to the edge of the cliff. So the bitch had thrown herself off the edge, quite literally. She laughed at the cruel irony of it, eaten alive by your own inner demons. She didn't bother to look behind her. She began to leave. She would see what would become of Amenti, she would leave if she wished. EXIT ILLJA Speech,

So it had happened at last the crazed bitch had ended her own life; watching from the shadows Morgana had simply watched as Canttina had thrown her self over the edge. Well, well this was an interest development for sure but the dame worried not over what had happened this day; the only question was - who would take the crown? Turning the dame merely headed back to the place the witch had once called home, it was time for a change one that was far long over due.

Exit Morgana.

A pointed ear twitched and swiveled at the approach of another wolf. Ravage hastily backed away from the precipice and turned to face Raven. Her brow lifted in light curiosity as she studied the black wolf. But the other would offer nothing, no emotions to feed from, before she ran from the mountain peak. Another disappointment, Ravage noted with a frown on her lips. Two other individuals showed at Canttina's grave, but they also left quickly. The shadowy female took this as a sign that she should leave also. There was nothing left to be seen here. EXIT RAVAGE