Dragoncrest Cliffs in the wake of my name ( worth 1 roomful of kings )

paging @Antumbra but open to anyone!

the journey back drageda was long. her wounds from the war have long since healed. her decision to stay had been temporary — clean up of a war took time and it was nice to see her mother and father again. it was better to unload the weight of her hatred and disownment of her littermates to gyda. the change from eske to blodreina came after the war. red queen. blood queen. it started as a joke: something druna called her in passing, surely meant to annoy her ( it worked, blodreina has a history of finding her siblings annoying ) until she decided that she liked it enough to change her name; thus winning her the upper paw with her younger sister.

goodbyes had been easier this time around and unburdened of things she had wished to speak to her mother of ( which also included loving and losing kendra ) she left her parents and younger siblings behind to return to heda and drakru. it is not the same being away from them and she feels a hollow absence in her chest of missing. the closer she draws to drageda's borders the more at home she begins to feel. with each step, the aching soothes.

drageda is her true home. it always was and it always will be.

she stops a respectful distance away from the borders, feeling strange being on the other side of them. she tips her head back and calls for heda.