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sêr saethu - Madhuri - November 08, 2025
The raiders had come at dawn.
Sentries were changing shifts; hunters were bedding down after twilight chases. The royals cast an eye toward the rising sun, its rays threading gold and amber through Taliesin's jet-black pelt.
All was well in Mynydd—until it wasn't.
A shooting star streaked across the sky, its blazing core followed by a wispy tail. It emerged like an apparition from the dark velvet heavens before disappearing over the horizon just seconds later. Others had come and gone just like that, but this one, among its cousins, was brightest of all.
Likewise, a shooting star covered huge swaths of ground, gobbling up earth with each desperate, flailing stride. This star, though, was no star at all but a wolf, tongue hanging loose in a constant, anxious pant, and the little moonlight that escaped the clouds cast a silver gleam upon her golden fur.
With the sunrise yet to come, three days would have passed since her father's kingdom had fallen. Three days since she had seen the worst of wolves, had witnessed blood and fear and fire. When men were slaughtered and women bartered among the conquerors like mere commodities.
Well, Madhuri was no commodity, and would not stand to be treated so. She had fled.
Doubtless, the demons were hot on her trail, and so, as the looming shape of Moonspear began to take over the entire sky, the erstwhile princess set up a howl to its leaders, requesting an audience, at the very least.
Her grandfather had once found asylum here and now, history—as it was wont to do—was repeating itself once more.
RE: sêr saethu - Kindle - November 10, 2025
Kindle had retreated to the mountain while many of the others remained in Firefly Glen. He'd had a lot on his mind, lately, and still felt vaguely frustrated by past events.
The sound of a voice on the border was a welcome distraction, even as anxiety (that quickly transmuted into annoyance) plucked at his expression.
This, of course, morphed to confusion as he set eyes on the woman at their borders. He knew that he knew her, but she was so out of place that, for a moment, he forgot quite how. But,
"...Princess?" he said slowly, identifying his niece with palpable incredulity. He didn't know her well enough to use a more familiar greeting. When he'd visited her kingdom, they'd not actually spent much time together. Little enough that he wondered if she'd recognize him in turn. He'd been quite a bit smaller back then, and shy of his pretty but unknown relation.
It was only now, in the back of his mind, that he called her his niece, the way that he called Katmai his nephew. At the forefront, she remained the princess.
RE: sêr saethu - Madhuri - November 11, 2025
To her annoyance, it was a rangy yearling that answered her call first, rather than the leadership she sought.
Or perhaps this is the leader, Madhuri thought with some horror, swallowing pique and trepidation both as she prepared to be addressed. If a wolf still slightly wet behind the ears led this great pack, perhaps things had gone south here, too.
Then, things grew even more perplexing.
Her golden chin jutted upward in unconscious response to the title, and sorrow filled her sapphire gaze.
Mynydd has fallen,Madhu told him, voice low and grave.
I—
Her lips tightened as another thought occured to her—spies. There was no way of knowing whether this was a trap laid for her by the usurpers, having staked out her position.
But, then, how to know to come here? And why address her as such, when a more subtle touch would do?
How do you know me?she asked after a moment of silent contemplation, her gimlet stare giving him a thorough once-over. If he had escaped from the kingdom, he'd been one of the lucky few—quite lucky, in fact, for the scents upon his pelt told the story of his living on the Moonspear for some time.
RE: sêr saethu - Kindle - November 19, 2025
No greeting, but Kindle hadn't exactly offered one, either. He was too surprised to find her here, and without any sort of entourage. In general, he thought that wolves ought to travel at least in pairs, but a princess? Shouldn't she have a guard, at least? A handmaid?
It was this unasked question that she answered in three short words. Kindle blinked, not quite emotionally attached enough to Madhuri or her kingdom to feel sorrow, but certainly... Well, he'd seen it! To think that such a pack could fall was, frankly, quite worrying.
"You're my niece," he told her, perhaps a bit shortly. It stung, just a little, that she didn't recognize him — even if he also thought it made sense. "Kindle Morningside. I was introduced to you as Blackbear when I was about four months old."
The family had started calling him Kindle when his fur began to lighten, though it'd stuck around for a while longer than that. Surely, even if she'd made note of him then, it would be difficult to recognize him now. Any hurt he felt was quick to slide away, and (despite how pretty he still found her) was quickly replaced by filial concern.
"Are you hurt?" he asked her, his nose twitching as he investigated the scents on her pelt. She'd traveled far, of course, but by the myriad musk she carried, he knew she must have traveled hastily. "Most of the pack is gone on a hunt, so there's plenty at our last kill. C'mon."
He gestured for her to follow him deeper into the territory, though at a pace slow enough he hoped it wouldn't tax her.