Memories, they flickered in the illuminating glow. Fading in and out, laughter, sadness, rage, and loneness. They filtered threw the glowing atmosphere. Pictures, they taunted her mind and she felt it crack. Everything had changed. Who was she? She no longer knew but the silence followed her like a warm blanket. Filling her with hatred and building her, reconstructing her, into something far greater and far darker then she had ever envisioned for herself. Her ears were back and she could feel her heart beating but did it mean anything? She felt so lost and when she walked it felt like her paws burned the world beneath her. She was so angry. Did it ever go away? The burning that ate at her chest and hallowed out her soul? Did anyone know her pain? She shook her head as she wandered towards the sound of running water. Soon she made her way towards the edge. The water rippled in response as she dipped a claw into the water. She envisioned it being red. Imagined the pool was the blood of them all. All those that had been involved, all those that stood by and watched her father die, watched everything her mother had worked so hard for just slip right threw her claws. She slashed at the water as the burning fueled her body in liquid fire. Her violet eyes burned with the blood from her father and mother. She was a perfect mix of them both and she would have her revenge. She would watch the world turn to ashes around her and laugh as it crumbled. Nothing was good anymore and she felt so lost. So alone. Where were her brothers? Everything had broken them and she stood alone. She looked at the moon. Her teeth bared in response to its shinning smile. This land. It was so close. She could smell all the wolves that lived in its confinement. She hated them all. They all needed to die. Every last one of them. They allowed their queen to take everything from her. None would be safe from her and she would kill them all, one wolf at a time, and no one would be the wiser. Her tail slashed back and forth behind her as she closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She couldn?t understand how to reel in the heat. It was so overwhelming. Dark ears pulled forward with the sound of footsteps. She hadn?t dared to venture into their territory but was merely lingering on the border. Was someone else stalking the pack? She was unsure but she slowly turned her head to the right to look behind her. Speech,

It'd taken a couple of weeks but with enough practice the minute-statured adolescent had adapted to the tangled planes of roots that thickly coated most of the mangrove-ridden portions of the territory. She danced over the uneven surface, light upon her paws and skilled in maintaining the weight-based equilibrium that was balance, tripping only when distracted by another and blaming them for it when she did. With her newfound prowess in movement, Aegira had further increased the magnitude of her confidence and ego. Despite the insistence of her mother to stray from such habits, the little lady sought out everyone and everything in the Ludicael territory, whether it be a member, rogue, animal, or otherwise. She was already close to knowing the place like the back of her paw and though her swimming needed some work, she would soon have the lay of the land memorized. It was then, and only then, that she would turn her ambitions outward in sneaky trips out of Ludicael that she would ensure her siblings would know nothing about. Or, rather, try to ensure.



It was on this day that she traversed the realm of the east with chin held high and tail flagged just a tad above even, mismatched eyes devouring everything in her path, analyzing and calculating and making up stories for every scratch upon a rock or score upon a slab of bark. It was in her confident adventures that she discovered the large fae, drawn by the sound of what sounded to her like very angry fishing. A flare of her nostrils brought a foreign but somehow familiar scent to her attention--something she swore she'd smell on her mother once--as well as the fact that she was still outside of the border. Odd hues mingled in the fur of the other, different from her own but similar in their rarity.



The woman was much larger than the pup--probably twice her age and well more than twice her size. Lip curled up ever-so-slightly and audits twitched a tad back, eyes narrowing suspiciously. "Whadda'ya doin' out here?" she asked, tone a little demanding. Despite the fact that Jupiter had never had any intentions of structuring her pack as a monarchy, Aegira still felt as if she were the rightful princess of the affiliation, and assigned herself a relative degree of power despite the fact she had none.



"And what'd the river ever do to ya?" she inquired, glancing at where the water was finally settling, its glow fading. Chrome and celestial eyes examined the other with relentless scrutiny, head still tilted a bit upwards and stature undying in its confidence, unafraid of the big wolf that stood at their borders. She'd seen big wolves before and this one was about as big as her mother, if not a little smaller, but it was also obvious that this one was much younger than her parent, too, and would get bigger. As long as the she-wolf didn't experience a gargantuan growth spurt in the next minute, though, Aegira was unafraid and relentless in her pride.

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