RIPPED HER APART
The Huntress Queen was heavily in thought, fearful for the survival of her home. Kratos had been missing, he hadn't turned up for even the meeting of the Alphas. She had attended herself. Worse yet, it seemed her own brother was missing from that meeting as well. How long had that gone on? She worried for the sake of her and her siblings, for their homes. Irina was still a threat that had to be neutralized. Hecate had handled her once, she was a decorated soldier. But Esmae, Esmae was full of rage. She would not have let Irina walk away.
The treaty was straight forward, everyone needed to put forth children to be married off to each pack and build ties to everyone. Yet her and Kratos never shared more than a title and affectionate glances. Wisteria was gone, she died with her daughter Oni in the plague. And Helius and Paeeon had disappeared themselves. Luna remained. She felt she was the next best to rule, but knew she would need to put herself out there and find a new mate - Fast. She needed to produce children, to be a Queen and a Mother. It was terrifying to her, but she needed to do this.
The snowy blue jay waltzed silently, her head held high though concern for a moment showed plainly on her face as she climbed up the tree stump throne. The pines freshly powdered with snow, and snow clung to the ground. Winter was always beautiful here, her home was always beautiful. She wasn't about to give it up. She sighed through her nares, before her crown fell back to call forth Dawnshire, and any wishing to join. She'd wait in silence, her head raised high as she sat on the pine throne.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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BURY HER HEART
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