valravn [ return ]

[agathe.]

[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; color;"]The pain in her head had yet to subside but she supposed that that was to be expected. Settling, from what she had heard, was not a fun process and even more than that, one that had crept up on her all too quietly. Only matrons were permitted to settle and cast aside mortality, not heirs. By witchling definition, she was still considered the latter, the blue-blood that raced in her veins not yet blessed by a divine priestess. And yet, it felt like her goddess herself had bestowed upon her this gift for becoming a different type of matron- the type that wasn't a matron at all. She hadn't dared to question it, merely accepting this strange development as if it were no different than the plethora of other surprises that had fallen upon her in the recent days. The will of her goddess would be made clear soon enough, she was sure of it.

Despite the throbbing ache in the back of her head (and in her back, she realized with a silent groan), Agathe found herself doing her regular rounds of the territory. That idle buzz had, thankfully, dissipated and she was left feeling freer from its confines than she had in days. It almost made the headache bearable. Almost. She was drawn from her thoughts almost immediately as she heard a sharp bark, golden eyes blinking a few times as she hurtled back to reality. A joiner? Or just a lost visitor? Whatever was the source of the sound, she figured that it was her responsibility to investigate.

It didn't take long for the cloaked individual to arrive before them, expression impassive as she casually studied them. Agathe had not been a member of the Ascendants when Myliu was here last, only just having joined three weeks ago herself. It was strange to think that so much had transpired in such a small window of time, but those thoughts had to be saved for another time- a time when she wasn't dealing with outside affairs. "What is your name and why are you here?" The snow leopard would inquire quietly, rearing gracefully upon her haunches, "This is the Ascendants territory and my name is Agathe."