@Warwick had mentioned he knew where his siblings were most likely at. The Nightwalkers. Maybe it shouldn't be so surprising some were curious enough to go meet their donor, she never discouraged their roots, nor' did she encourage. Whether they named him father or not was not up to her, for the fine line she had nobody to fill into that role for them. But it couldn't be denied she was saddened to think they would leave without a word, and wondered whether.. She didn't train them enough to be loyal to herself. She knew not why they would question her if so, or whether they were simply kidnapped by the man himself.
But she doubted. Would he really sink their alliance for kin? When the man himself cared so little to everything that lives? He seemed to care not to be involved with her young, and wondered whether choosing him as the father helped in anyway with their alliance — even if it didn't, she was still blessed by her young. Though.. that didn't explain where her other child was, the Gray Earl, the only one within the litter that was neither white, or brown. The Queen had no idea he had been lurking around, she the entire time she was stuck within the den and couldn't pick up his scent.
It was a wonder if he was alright — the boy was always pessimistic, wouldn't even leave the den when she tried to make time for him. It couldn't be denied she didn't really pay attention to him ; for his denial to move forward and shut out the world around him, had her react the same. Even in truth — his color was secretly a favorite to her.
She already informed everyone to search, and for the Princely Heir to form a search party if he so saw fit ; but the efforts were fruitless. None reported so far.. Except, she vaguely smelled something amiss.
There was a none Elkshirian roaming within, though the smell was gradually blending it, it was not one she knew off.. Yet, was so familiar that Celnes had to double check the smell to make absolutely sure. A glee was spreading to her heart, if such assumptions were right as she followed this very trial to what hopefully, would lead to the very same figure she was hoping it to be.
"@Edith?"
But she doubted. Would he really sink their alliance for kin? When the man himself cared so little to everything that lives? He seemed to care not to be involved with her young, and wondered whether choosing him as the father helped in anyway with their alliance — even if it didn't, she was still blessed by her young. Though.. that didn't explain where her other child was, the Gray Earl, the only one within the litter that was neither white, or brown. The Queen had no idea he had been lurking around, she the entire time she was stuck within the den and couldn't pick up his scent.
It was a wonder if he was alright — the boy was always pessimistic, wouldn't even leave the den when she tried to make time for him. It couldn't be denied she didn't really pay attention to him ; for his denial to move forward and shut out the world around him, had her react the same. Even in truth — his color was secretly a favorite to her.
She already informed everyone to search, and for the Princely Heir to form a search party if he so saw fit ; but the efforts were fruitless. None reported so far.. Except, she vaguely smelled something amiss.
There was a none Elkshirian roaming within, though the smell was gradually blending it, it was not one she knew off.. Yet, was so familiar that Celnes had to double check the smell to make absolutely sure. A glee was spreading to her heart, if such assumptions were right as she followed this very trial to what hopefully, would lead to the very same figure she was hoping it to be.
"@Edith?"
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