11-02-2018, 10:49 PM
[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]Agathe, for what it was worth, missed Whitethorn everyday. Her companion was nothing more than a pacifistic brat most times, but her heart had absolutely shattered in her chest when she arrived in her grandmother's quarters one day to discover that he had been supposedly found dead. She hadn't been surprised, not after how vocal her matron was in hating the bird, but that knowledge didn't ease the pain of losing him. Not one bit, actually. But perhaps his death had been the catalyst- perhaps he was the reason she was in the Ascendants now, acting as their leader with Titan. He had set everything in motion, had been the universe's personal martyr of sorts to get her moving and to finally make her understand who she was. What she was.
She still missed him though. Terribly.
But maybe it was by sheer chance or luck that he had found Meredith and, by extension, Agathe. Maybe, the multi faced goddess was finally taking pity on her. Whatever the reason, there was no denying the flare of emotion that sparked in Agathe's chest as she saw Meredith, Nocturna, and Whitethorn floating lackadaisically in Starpool. Three tongue clicks and the bird was on her shoulder once again, finding its place under the folds of her cloak to gently nuzzle her neck. She ignored the surge of glee, of delight, that rose to meet her as she stalked closer to the Starpool, nothing but cold detachment dancing upon her features. "If she sent you looking for a fight, I hope you're prepared to lose." It was far from her warmest greeting but Agathe didn't care. The only thing that was stopping her from striking Meredith done as she had been instructed to three weeks ago was the fact that she had her beloved bird in her company.
"You're trespassing on the Ascendants territory, Meredith. But I'm more curious to know how you found my 'dead' bird. Explain," The snow leopard instructed, not even caring that she hadn't given her sister a chance to get out of the water. She was practically bristling at this point, unsure of what to make of this situation. What was going on?
What was going on?
She still missed him though. Terribly.
But maybe it was by sheer chance or luck that he had found Meredith and, by extension, Agathe. Maybe, the multi faced goddess was finally taking pity on her. Whatever the reason, there was no denying the flare of emotion that sparked in Agathe's chest as she saw Meredith, Nocturna, and Whitethorn floating lackadaisically in Starpool. Three tongue clicks and the bird was on her shoulder once again, finding its place under the folds of her cloak to gently nuzzle her neck. She ignored the surge of glee, of delight, that rose to meet her as she stalked closer to the Starpool, nothing but cold detachment dancing upon her features. "If she sent you looking for a fight, I hope you're prepared to lose." It was far from her warmest greeting but Agathe didn't care. The only thing that was stopping her from striking Meredith done as she had been instructed to three weeks ago was the fact that she had her beloved bird in her company.
"You're trespassing on the Ascendants territory, Meredith. But I'm more curious to know how you found my 'dead' bird. Explain," The snow leopard instructed, not even caring that she hadn't given her sister a chance to get out of the water. She was practically bristling at this point, unsure of what to make of this situation. What was going on?
What was going on?
[font=arial][color=#510205][size=16pt]WATCH IT [i]GROW[/i], CHILD OF WAR
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