A scream erupted from her maw, heart racing in her chest as she bolted from the crowd chasing her. "Please! Stop!" she cried out, soft roses taking a panicked look behind her. The jaws attempted to clamp down on her tail, and she quickly pulled it between her legs as she pushed herself further. This day hadn't started out the best. Being a Princess in these lands wasn't something she loved - well, not much anyways. She loved the children of the land, those who weren't of royal status. Fara loved helping them out, chatting with them, and playing cute games with them. They praised her endlessly, she was the nice princess who kept them occupied. Her parent's didn't approve of this. That's why they had arranged for her royal marriage. Forced. She would be forced to love a man she hated. The Princess didn't feel the fire in her heart that she heard love was described as.. not for that brute anyways. A Prince of a kingdom not that far away.. Father screamed at her, against all protest she could manage out to him. Later on, Mother had come to her den to tell her this was how her and Father married, saying it would get better as time went on.. But it couldn't, could it? There wasn't any possibility she could end up loving that corrupted man, only in it for power.. Fara wouldn't stand for it. The Ballerina had told mother that, and the rare look of fury had passed along her Mothers face. She disappeared from her den, and the next she knew.. she was being chased. Being framed of murdering the King. Her own father. But she hadn't! Mother had done this, mother had framed her.. "I didn't do it!! Please! You have to believe me!" She screamed at the crowd, finding herself nearing the edge of the forest, the pack borders. They wouldn't chase her out of here, would they? The yells and protests of the crowd, the pack she had once loved dearly, rang out clearly. Saying she did it.. No..

When she hit the edge of the forest, her first thought was that she was free. But when she looked down, the ground had disappeared from beneath her feet, and instead a raging ocean roared below her. Fara felt like everything moved in slow motion, and she fell down, crashing into the white caps and her body went numb.

She was dead. There was no possible way she could have survived that.. But when she opened her soft rose colored orbs, she saw light. A forest.. but something felt off. This wasn't home. She escaped. Fara was free.. That realization hit her hard, and suddenly she felt sick to her stomach. The former Princess struggled to her feet, before wretching up the contents of her stomach on the bank of the river. After that, she gazed around, wondering where she had fallen. What was this place? A call hit her ears before she could figure it out, a call welcoming those home.. offering sanctuary.. Maybe this was fate. She wanted protection, a place where she could be herself, not have to live up to the Royal standards her parents had expected of her. So the ballerina waltzed towards that sound, trying to be as quiet as possible. She crossed the pack border, following the scents of others who had trotted before her. When she came to the clearing, she noticed quite of few beings - a King and Queen up on the rock, children below them. Many others scattered about, happily looking at their pack mates. A voice struck her ears before she could make sense of anything. I'm Bones, brother of Bastian. I'd also like to pledge myself to you both," The ivory man in front of her spoke, his voice bringing her in. "I do not have flight like my brother, but I do have a want to fight and live. I've been cooped up, scared s h i t less of Beartooth since I got here." His laugh at the end caught her off guard. He had been afraid. Yet.. he was laughing? Strange land.. But Fara didn't mind that. This ivory boy, something was different about him. He had immediately caught her attention, one like no other before.

That could come about later. She shook the thought out of her head, of Bones standing in front of her. She took a few steps forward, soft roses focusing on the onyx Queen and the multi-hued King. "I'm Fara. I'd also like to pledge myself to you both. I seek protection and a home, and in return I'll do anything you ask. I'm good with pups, if you're looking for any caretakers. I'll do my share." She spoke, her soft voice becoming slightly louder to attempt to reach the King and Queen. Hopefully they would accept her, but she wanted them too for the sole purpose of being in the same pack as Bones.. what was this feeling? The dove gray ballerina wasn't sure. She took a gentle glance at the boy, meeting his snows before glancing away shyly, haunches reaching the ground and turning her attenion back on the King and Queen.