'cause i was blue
The Princess had been assigned a strange position, as one who didn't fly like most of her family she was assigned to be the Detla. The trainer of others in the pack. Her audits flattened hearing it, as others got the assignment of Beta and Zeta. Her brother was to be crowned heir, Hermes. Things grew a bit chaotic, Lazarus was dealt deadly blows while scouting, dying once she reached the packs meeting area. Now, Hermes was basically forcing them into a war with Tarben. He had stolen another Princes mate, and even worse a soulmate. She was apparently pregnant, carrying his children. While some were born of Hermes bloodline and complexion, there was also one of no sky-coloring. Brown, like the Dane king was rumored to look like.
She was mostly excited to just have a day out, no worried of the drama that could be unleashed any moment. For the time being, it was just a wait and see as to what would happen with Tarben and Sabertooth. If they would call a war. Surely any of Sabertooth would have doubts as to all of Auroras childrens lineage, but they would fight. The lass seemed scared of Tarben, terrified even. It made her worry, the rumors of the bloodthirsty danes, males claiming over females despite their complaints or dislike of the male. Aurora had been swept up in a heartbeat, of course. She was unlike anything anyone had ever seen, of course besides the children she bore. Quite a few were like her.
The Goddess sighed, breathing in the cold air. This was her first winter since she was born. Her icy eyes matched her pelt, which matched the clear sky above. A soft smile crept up on her jaws as she began to run, taking in the beautiful scenery as she passed Hawthorne and glided to the lake under the mountains. The ice reflected the sky too, making her smile even more. Her tail wagged slowly as she stood on the snow coated bank under the trees. She began to watch the birds fly, seeing double over the reflection. This place was so peaceful, it made her happy like nothing else had been able to. No one had ever bothered her here, after all it was hard to bother her. She was a princess with several siblings, she was used to attention. Yet she was a social butterfly usually to those she didn't know.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
& you decided purple just wasn't for you.
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