The little rose ran and ran, finding no rest as she kept running from the burning past. The Lannisters had brought this on themselves, and she could not help but feel remorse for the life she had taken. The girl was bloodthirtsy, she didn't have to attack them. They were no danger, if anything, Sansa, Primrose and Nanala were prisoners and so was she. They were fleeing the danger, and the life they had in Drekistone. Her face was still covered with the blood of the dragon girl, only washed away in some spots from her tears.
As she came to the lake, the meeting area she told the other girls who fled, she called to any that may have waited. She couldn't stop running. "Run, go to Amaya or any pack that will hold you! Be free from war and men!" Her voice trailed, heading south and following the river. She leapt over the smallest gap in the banks, crossing over to the other section. Her hope was that Amaya was still uninvolved in any wars, that their ruling was still the same. Women would be in power. That's when she heard the waterfall of the pack, and a call for a meeting inside.
She paused briefly at the borders before her brown smattered body bolted into the packlands, finding her way quickly to the meeting area where a solid black male with huge wings and a skull covering his face sat with another black and white colored female. She had just missed the males speech as she came to a quick halt. Her breathing was rapid as she tried to sit. Her frantic icy gaze shifted to the other dracarae, a small shred of fear hitting her veins as she laid eyes on her. She straightened herself up, her eyes staying on the alphas. "My apologies for intruding so quickly and unanounnced ~" She spoke between shaky breaths, hoping to calm herself. "I'm Margaery, I was a member of Drekistone and then sort of a prisoner when their King died on our wedding day and was overthrown by his mother." She said, again stopping to breath. Finally she felt the air returning to her lungs.
"There was a war, a Dragon army. I managed to free and lead as many as I could out of the lands who were prisoners, I'm not sure if they'll follow me or not here but they might end up at the borders if not coming in shortly behind me. The one was a Princess originally, named Sansa. She's reddish in color. The others were daughters of the Beta, the Queens brother and lover. Though they were mothered by another, so the Queen had taken them prisoner. Primrose and Nanala." She gave a heavy sigh, her tail curling around her blood stained paws. "There were two boys, siblings of the girls. They wouldn't leave their father, they likely died after we left. There were too many, we were out numbered greatly." She felt the sting of tears swelling in her eyes again, her gaze fell to the ground. "I would not come here if I knew it would put you all in danger, we were followed, but she attacked us and was sloppy. I had to . . . to kill her. " She felt the tears begin to stream from her eyes once more. "When the dragons came for us, my grandmother gave her life to distract the Queens guards, they killed her right in front of me." She let out a small sob, her head raising shortly after to show some sort of strength. "I'm sorry for asking for such a large favor of refuge, but I cannot bear to think what would happen to us if we do not have a home. If you turn me away, I will understand it."
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