Her sister had disowned her for her wanting to do this, and most likely had made her brothers hate her for it by now. She was pitifully alone now, but she had finally discovered the whereabouts of the man she sought. Before she had reached the borders, she had cleaned herself up, removing the dirt and foliage that had clung to her pelt. She was still a bit damp, but she didn't care anymore. So, she was finally here, in Glaciem territory. Now, she was practically wiggling with the strength of her tail as her glee took over. She was so proud to have found him, and now, she was finally going to see the face of her sire. Lifting her delicate cranium, she summoned him with a sweet, alto howl. This was it, she was going to meet her father. Isardis. She had heard many bad things about him, but she hoped that maybe he was different, and he would love her if he saw her. Her heart could barely contain the joy in achieving what she had wanted to accomplish for so long. Her ivory mask was a sharp contrast to her rusty brown pelt, her black button nose like a splash of ink on a fresh piece of paper, and her coral eyes, the colour of orchid blossoms, fit her innocent appearance quite nicely. Composing herself, she stood at the borders to her father's pack, and waited for him to appear. The only way one could see how joyous she was, was looking into her innocent eyes. ?Speech?

With awe-striking presence a pallid ghoul would emerge from the shelters of shrouded pines, eerie within his ability to float; strides faultless with the grace of his over-powering genes. Large he was, however his frame proportioned to a harmonic equality of ideal, no feature more prominent than the next; despite, perhaps, the extended tail that would sweep a path of invitation behind him, each delicate curl of silver hair intertwined so delicately with the last. She was an impolite splatter of crimson against the pale backdrop that threatened to engulf her delicacy, curled so seamlessly amidst a world far too large for her fragility. He stood barely three meters from her, almost emotionless as he would so eerily gaze silently upon her form; coral towers pricked, rubies quivering with interest atop her almost-familiar appearance. However the scent that accompanied her, was one to tarnish her perfection; encouraging forth the baring of glowing ivories as he struggled to pin-point the memories that fluttered his mind. Beneath the suggestion of Tortuga, loitered a faint clue of a distant destination; a land, perhaps once inhabited by himself, and Taurig. Could she be his own? Swaying, he would close their distance to more than a meter, his expressions mystifyingly void as his blushed gaze would stare into the sentiment of her being; searching, ?You cavort with the enemy, and yet something tells me you are not my foe, little splendour??

She had found him, and he was even more beautiful than the man her mother had described who lured her into conceiving Taurig, and later, her and her siblings. His fur was a pure silver, his eyes like rubies, and he was enormous. She marvelled at the wondrous man who she could call father, and then his voice came to her auds and it was velvety, masculine. What he said touched her heart, and she couldn't stop her tail from giving a little wag. A splendour? ?Father! I finally found you!? She cried, closing the distance between them and gazing up at him with orchid eyes full of love and hope. Would he accept her? Would he take her to meet the rest of her apparently enormous family? Or would he send her back to Tortuga with a broken, rejected heart? She didn't know, but the tiny rusty brown girl with the ivory mask hoped that her father would see his own legacy within her, and accept her, love her. She smiled up at the great albino, her tiny body giving a little shiver as the cold wind bit through her thick pelt. Okay, so maybe she wasn't as impervious as she thought, but she wouldn't let the man think she was weak, and simply waited for his reaction. ?Speech?

Her response was not one of total surprise, however one of flattery; and as those blossoming lanterns of hers roamed the unfamiliar choirs of his structure, tail eager with joy, he felt that same paternal pull that gave him that dangerous dedication to his children. A proud smirk would tweak the cherries of his lips, limbs swaying in a newly-discovered bliss as she bounded towards him, beaming with the youth of his royal blood. Her words confirmed his assumptions, and so delicately he would close their distance entirely with a single, seamless stride; aiming to crane his gullet over the top of her crown, and run a salmon tongue adoringly down her spine. ?We are united now, together as our blood intended us to be,? velveteen tones would float for her harks as he nibbled fondly between her shoulders, seating himself casually on his haunches. Gaze would retract once more to find her own, cherry stare, searching her mind for traces of evidence; why had she been at Tortuga? Dotingly he found a place for her within the dedication of his core, vowing to never lose her again, ever. She resembled her mother in a way Taurig did not, the vivacious russets to her pelt as brilliant as the pallid of her heart-shaped face. ?You are more perfect than a father could have hoped for, undeniably a prime example of our royal lineage; you are a true Armada,? again, salmon tongue attempted to sweep over her brow, ?What is your name, my daughter, my blood, and tell me of your travels to Tortuga- I do hope you plan to stay, here with your true family?? He wasn?t sure yet if he would give her the choice, but he would allow her the chance to make her own decision initially; and hopefully the right decision.

She felt his tongue run down her back, his body so close to hers. Her father, the man who sired her, was treating her with the love she deserved. His throat and chest rumbled as his vocals floated into the air, weaving their way into her auds. United by blood, to such a man as him? Sounded good to her. She smiled up at her father, feeling his teeth gently nip at her space between her shoulder blades. Soon his cherry toned gaze found her own, and she felt him searching her soul with those eyes. Once more his vocals were in the air, and his flattery made her feel so very warm inside. His salmon tongue caressed her brow, making her rust pigmented banner beat the ground a few times. Her father asked her name, and she obliged to lend her title to the albino man. ?I'm Eulari!? She yipped joyfully, grinning at her father. Then she launched into the story of her time here, the spiralling downfall of meeting with her siblings in the eastern lands. ?Well, I came here to find you.? She said with a small smile, hoping the man would be glad she had done so, and continued on. ?But I found my siblings, who had also come for that reason. But before I found them, I found Taurig, and I was so happy to see him! We talked for a little while, and he warned me not to come find you, but said he wouldn't stop me if I wanted to come see you. After that, I found Sibelle, and it was great, until she started getting mad at me for wanting to come and find you...? She said, trailing off for a few heartbeats before starting up again. ?Then, I ran away because she wanted to force me to live in Tortuga and never come see you, but I ran away. She caught me, and told me that I could come and see you, but that I wasn't allowed to ever go back to them...? She finished, looking down at the floor and sniffling a bit. Her own sister had disowned her, and now she probably didn't have any of her siblings' love anymore. Her voice came out again, small and afraid. ?And now, I think she made my brothers hate me... I love my siblings to much, and now I'm too scared to go see them, in case Sibelle tries to hurt me..? She whimpered, and then looked up to meet her father's eyes. She pressed her alabaster masked face into her fathers broad chest, burying the delicate thing into his plush fur. She was so upset about this, family meant everything to her, and now she only had the one person she had been longing to meet for such a long time. Answering his very last question, her voice was quiet. ?May I please stay with you, papa?? She asked him quietly, looking up at him with hope burning in her orchid pink eyes. ?Speech?

Eulari, a delicate name for a delicate girl; gaze idling fondly against the contours of her pretty face as he stored her calling deep within the archives of his mind. He wtached as she began to tell her story, and quietly, brewing beneath the surface was the rotting hatred for Taurig; bubbling with a desire to rip he and everything he was apart. Who did he think he was, claiming the children of his father as his own? Isardis had created them, brought them into the world for good reason and with the intention to guard them, to adore them for a life time. All he needed was loyalty, and Taurig had proven incapable of it. Jaws clenched, ?You mean to say, Eulari, that Taurig hosts more of your siblings?? he knew it was unlikely for Shaari to birth a litter of one, as she had with Taurig, but still he was surprised. How dare that fool keep his children from him, it was his right as a father, no matter the circumstances, to be involved with the lives of his babes. One way or another. He sighed, voice shuddering with the rage that brewed inside, ?You needn?t trouble yourself with relations to Taurig; he is an enemy to your family, he fled from us some time ago because he couldn?t handle the dedication to Glaciem?s people,? every word he spoke was true, but he wouldn?t express the extent of trouble Taurig was in when the girl seemed so fragile in spirit. ?You will grow here, my daughter, and you will become strong; with your help, we can bring your siblings to realise what lies Taurig speaks, and soon you will be together again- I promise,? tongue would seek to sweep over the bridge of her snout. ?But rest your mind, you can tell me everything you know tomorrow, let me show you your new Kingdom,? with the words he would turn to usher her towards the heart of the pines, mind already cunning with the plans to retrieve the blood was rightfully his.

OOC: I coded this myself and I feel special! His voice rumbled to her auds once more, and she could feel the anger in the words. She only nodded in response, remaining quiet for fear of getting her beloved siblings in trouble with the great beast. Soon, a shuddering sigh was felt through the thick fur of his chest, and Isardis' vocals reached her mind once again. Why shouldn't she bother with Taurig? He was her big brother and she loved him, looked up to him in a way she did not look up to her sister or her twin brother. Before she could finish that despairing train of thought, the rumble in the albino man's chest warned her of more words, just before the soft sounds caressed the fur of her inner ears. She would be able to reunite with her siblings? That was music to her ears, knowing that soon she would get to see their faces and maybe, just maybe, they would not wear masks of disgust and hatred! But what about Taur? What would become of him? The rusty brown girl worried for her elder brother, for his future and his well being. Again her father interrupted her sad thoughts with a gentle swipe of his tongue to the top of her ivory muzzle, and his voice met her auds once more. Kingdom? She had a Kingdom? What could someone such as her want with a kingdom? Well, she would have to find out. Picking herself up off the ground, she followed in her fathers wake with a dainty, doe like step. This could be so interesting, to see what she would call hers from now on, and what she soon would share with her siblings. A dark thought entered her mind, something not entirely uncommon for her, surprisingly. She realized she did not want to share this place, or her father, with her siblings. They did not even want to give the man a chance and meet him! Why should she have to share the things she had given up everything for with the ungrateful wolves she called littermates?! Those angry thoughts continued on while she followed quietly after her father. Speech,

The duo would walk side by side, Isardis leaning towards her presence as the bristles of his coat would attempt to flutter amidst her own. A silent bond, a promise of dedication, would begin to grow within his chest, flutter his core as it would envelope his mind. He would weave her between the pines, loosely headed for the scattered den-sites of central packlands. ?Why did you choose to leave your mother, Eulari?? he would regard her with a kind and curious eye, however that faint smirk of cunning desire never seemed to truly leave his lips. Grand plans he had for his daughter, only time would bring them closer.

Eulari

She enjoyed the feeling of her father's silver tresses mingling with her own, she felt as if he truly loved her. His voice would invade her russet audits, an inquiry floating into her brain. That question was hard to answer, and she thought for a moment on it. Why had she left her mother? She never really knew, she had just.. left. While the gears in her brain worked to find a suitable answer, orchid toned optics took in the sights of her new home. Scattered pine trees offered some cover from the cold weather, and the scents of many littered the area. Finally her mind found an answer. "She had loved you, and I wanted to be able to find you to see why. And now that I'm here, I see it. Despite how much my siblings may hated you when I found them here, I knew you couldn't be all that bad, because mother found the room in her heart for you, so you must be as great as she once told me." She told him, her muted pink optics meeting his as she murmured her reply. A shrug lifted her petite shoulders, as her answer fell from her ebony lips. It was the best answer she could come up with, however vague or hard to comprehend. She looked around the lands, taking in her new home with a small grin that curved her ebony lips just enough to reveal the tips of her incisors. She liked it here, it seemed nice. Yes, she would like living here, very much. "Who else in our family is here?" She asked, returning her gaze to the great albino, tilting her delicate cranium to the side as her alto vocals poured from her throat like a river of honey.

He chuckled weakly at her response, brow raising in amusement at the small girls sentence. Did Shaari really hold such a soft spot for him, or did she simply spill false hope to her children in an attempt at brittle education in life? She had never been a difficult woman to sway, in fact no persuading was ever needed when Isardis? would arrive seemingly in time to satisfy the cravings of her in-season womb. She was as wise as she was elegant, and her children were proof of her quality. Though still, he held a mild doubt for her, Taurig had been raised somewhat incorrectly, and Isardis wasn?t entirely sure whether she was to be blame. ?A wise decision, my ember. I will dedicate myself to you for as long as you do so for me,? pale snout would aim to push into a crimson ear for a few moments before his attentions would return to his surroundings. ?Abelinda and Sendoa, both your aunts. Satis and Impra your sisters, and a few very young recent arrivals,? his mind strayed to Argent, Euphrosyne and Narsha?s recent litters. ?Your uncle, Kristoffer, was also here for some time, however he seems to have wandered astray,? where had he got to, anyway? Isardis paused in his tracks, ?Perhaps you would like to visit some of the pups? They are in need of an elder sibling to guide them.?

Her father spoke to her regarding her decisions, and she smiled slightly, feeling glad the man was so content with her choices in life. A vow of dedication came to meet her ears, and she let her own voice fell from ebony lips in reply. ?Of course, father.? She replied, giggling joyfully. She felt like she belonged here, with her father. No one else seemed to love her in the way he did, and she decided she would remain her as long as possible. The albino's snout nuzzled against her ear, and his deep vocals stirred the fluff within her russet audits. He named quite a few wolves of her family, receiving a few waves of her banner in response. He would continue to mention family of theirs, and her heart would swell with joy of being surrounded by so much of her flesh and blood. Another question was posed by her sire, and the ivory masked she wolf looked up to the man with large muted pink optics. ?Absolutely!? She replied, grinning while her tail wagged rapidly. She couldn't wait to meet so many new siblings, however unrelated to her through dame's. She always enjoyed being in the presence of youngsters, simply because they were so sweet and cute, each as unique as a noseprint. She waited, grinning broadly at her father, eager to find out who her newest relations were. ?Speech?