SHE'S MY GRAVEYARD BABY, SHE'S MY . . .

The Queen had been stunned by her recent transformation. First she had obtained her power again of Vampirism - Now she had sprouted horns from her very crown. Even more peculiar, so had her children. Bellona was now covered in scales like a snake, Ruaxx and Helheim had wings of moths. Even Skade had transformed, sharing a crown of antlers like her mother it seemed.

Though she didn't seem to be the only adult who had changed, her darling King Nibris had turned too - He now had feathers and wings. What was the world coming to? She was stunned for a few days to say the least, finding little settlement in the idea of change. When everything was temporary, change was constant. Though with wind of Vladimir's daughters finding their suitors, it seemed it was time to bring forth the families for the weddings.

Her large ebony paws carried her out of her den at dusk, and her blood red orbs looked out to the kingdom. What a beautiful day for a wedding, she smiled at the thought. Her crown fell back to let out a call for the kingdoms of Amberbjorne and Dawnshire to cross into Hawthorne. How lovely that the two girls had found a suitor in each pack - Alliances with both. Though she wondered if Themis and Kratos knew of the pairings just yet . . . Her head drew back once more, this time calling for her own pack to announce two royal weddings.

Lucaya;