The newfound, soon to be crowned Queen was still in shock. Her grace and beauty only matched her wonder with the world. She was in awe as to how she ended up paired with such a handsome man, a King no less. Nightingale as far as she had known was ruled by a Storm Queen, but Cato had told the story of how his sister, Hecate, struck down the Storm Queen and ended her reign - Placing her soon to be mate on the throne. It made her feel safe that such powerful wolves surrounded her, as she did not feel like such a fighter.
She wondered if the fallen woman would ever attempt again to gain the crown, and if she did, would she have to fight or would Hecate stand up for her? She had never been in a fight, but she did possess the feeling of rage for them. Their mother and father were slain before them, their brother too. It made the unicorn feel empathy for them, having no shred of family other than those who adopted her herself. But even then she was fearful she did not belong with Sabertooth. Now she knew where she belonged - Nightingale.
Her audits perked at a strange calling, waking her from her sleep. What was going on in the East? Her snowy form poked out of her den, wandering out of Nightingale. She crossed the river, careful to not run too close to any borders. It was close to Sabertooth. Strange lights flickered, making her tilt her head to the side in awe as she closed in on the forest. She could make out very faint scents of wolves, careful to stear clear of those she did not know she stayed in the brush. But that didn't do her any good either, as she stepped onto a glowing stone. Her breath was taken from her lungs as pain rocked her body, and she fell to the ground.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
"Am I, am I in love? Or am I off the drugs?" Kin | Queen of Nightingale | Metalhead |
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