ESMAE ;
Her body stiffened as she stood beside the King, why was she beside him? Her brow furrowed as she watched the crowds around her, and then before her. This was no time for anything funny. Her orange eyes flicked everywhere before she heard the battle cries of her enemies and her new found pack. She raced after the King, hoping to save herself in the midst of battle. She saw the two ravens of legend - The Dane Kings bastard daughters Huginn and Muninn. They circled before diving, one ripped into Esmaes flank while she bit into the other, breaking a leg. She began to run again, outnumbered . . . That's when she saw it, the ghostly bodies of her parents. Her mother hanging in the jaws of Nightingales Queen. Her breath held in her lungs, as tears blurred her vision. "Mother . . . Father . . ."
LUNA ;
Luna felt angry, though she knew she could not win this alone. Dawnshire was smaller in numbers, but she knew too well that Hawthorne and Amberbjorne made up for it. Her mismatched eyes looked to her lover, Paeeon for answers as to who to target, though it wouldn't be any help when they collided. Within a moment, she was launching forward, her body going into auto-pilot until she collided with someone -- A prince of Tarben. He looked the part, smelling of the disgusting fox Queen. Her snarling jaws ripped into his hips, slicing his skin open as she kept moving among the wave of ravaging wolves around her . . .
Walk, "Talk", Think.
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