Shadewood maquktuq ⛈

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The towering wall had been risen from the ashes once more, standing tall against the fringes of the empress' mind - it would block all light from seeping through the cracks, defend her heart from the tremors of this disruption. Gwen had been so wrapped up in the venomous conversation between herself and Raziel that she'd been entirely unaware of the dove's presence; an oddity for the tracker.

Emotions had drowned her senses.

The rusty tang of blood sucked her from her thoughts, cerulean eyes peeking from behind the shade of a tree as Kukutux emerged into her vision, white bird in tow. An arrow of pain shot through her veins, but she could not fault the girl for the rift that had been caused between the monochrome pair - it was her traditions, something that she must have been taught from a young age. Gwen did not blame her for that. But still... to see her, draped in the palest cream with eyes of light emerald... the snow queen wondered if Cry favoured her more than his wife.

But still she chuffed a solemn greeting, fighting the urge to drift away into the shadows.