A new home. A new place.
A new start for the broken Warlord.
Never again would she have anything to do with children. Or anything of the matter. No way in hell.
She climbed up the highest peaks, ready for the challenge like some adrenaline junkie free climber.
The ocean wind whipped around her body wove through her fur and howled into her skull.
Drowning out her inhibitions and doubts.
She was done. But so ready still.
Behind was Vengeance, her hopes of love and successors. Her dream of rebuilding her empire, but rather she joined another.
And was glad for it.
Vanity stood on a ledge, looking down at her paws. Silver hairs were starting to show, peaking through her cloak of darkness. She was too old for this shit.
A new start for the broken Warlord.
Never again would she have anything to do with children. Or anything of the matter. No way in hell.
She climbed up the highest peaks, ready for the challenge like some adrenaline junkie free climber.
The ocean wind whipped around her body wove through her fur and howled into her skull.
Drowning out her inhibitions and doubts.
She was done. But so ready still.
Behind was Vengeance, her hopes of love and successors. Her dream of rebuilding her empire, but rather she joined another.
And was glad for it.
Vanity stood on a ledge, looking down at her paws. Silver hairs were starting to show, peaking through her cloak of darkness. She was too old for this shit.
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