lick across the clip of my gun
The Nightingale Queen was lonely, Cato was deeply in duties of the packs arrangements. Surely taking the news of a pack holding Irina as a member was not easy for him, and she worried that since they didn’t have children yet that he would potentially rebel from the peace treaty. Esmaes idea of peace with Amaya however was quite a good idea, to keep their families linked but on their soul and away from Amaya. Away from that murderer who, according to Hecate, didn’t seem to feel so remorseful when they battled for Nightingales throne.
To make things worse, when everything was just looking up a sickness plagued the realm. Starfall had lost so many souls to such brutal and violent demise. It was saddening. Sloane had died, and no one had heard from their theta Keira. Amalthea worried for the girl, and for the fate of their pack. They were already a small pack. A sigh left her jaws as she laid on a stone, a call for specifically her ringing out from their borders perked at her audits. She rose to her paws, and hurried to the borders.
When she arrived, her breath hitched in her throat softly before moving closer at seeing a pair carrying Keira’s corpse. The boy resembled Sabertooths, which made sense as that’s where Keira was stationed to help since the war. The Queen looked at the planet-banded girl. "Keira . . . I hope she went peacefully. Was it the plague?" She asked softly. "I cannot thank you enough for bringing her home for a formal farewell and resting place among her peers." She dipped her head in respect.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
or am I off the drugs?
the unicorn princess
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