November 19, 2020, 02:36 PM
Well, that could've gone better.
Orlaith was supposed to be but a patient, like the other Constable, they were ordered to stay within the pack. Though as one to never obey and do as she pleased, eventually it came to bite her in the behind. Especially on one of those outtings, a few days farout from Kaistleoki, by pure concidence alone- Orlaith met her Count, Ira.
Alongst with a stranger who then disappeared into the valley, she was ordered to return, without the Count. Of course, she made perhaps the slowest journey finding this may be the last outting she would have quite a while, or else the commander had a feeling she would be demoted. Though there would be unrest if so.
She didn't very much question the ranking system, enjoying the fact she could work up- though she did felt a bit peeved when a man who was gone for so long, came back to claim the higheset rank. He was a nice lad, but upon realizing he once again took the rank, her feelings slowly started to shift.
For that man shown nothing warrior-like, nor' the audacity of even being a leader. When Ira and Orlaith had come to a conclusion, he looked at them like they were sane. Her fondness of him was firm, but the respect she held was falling. Perhaps there would be a day, for it to come, where she should challenge him so..
The thoughts were in the back of her head, but slowly were they starting to envelop in the greedy sovereign. She wanted rank, she wanted to show that she is meant to be more then just a noble, but alongside the rest of the council. Perhaps this is what had happened in Seelie Court too, where she requested the same, and was not given. Time and time, would Orlaith never learn.
She wanted power.
On her way back however, a lone stranger stood in the plains, and Orlaith, albeit injured, still stood tall and proud, with a raised brow to her black brows. She approached this white wolf, there was no smile, and only but a word, "You are in Kaistleoki Hunting grounds," and upon closing in..
"You are from Seelie Court?" Faint- but the scent she knew from Caw, was upon this lady.
Orlaith was supposed to be but a patient, like the other Constable, they were ordered to stay within the pack. Though as one to never obey and do as she pleased, eventually it came to bite her in the behind. Especially on one of those outtings, a few days farout from Kaistleoki, by pure concidence alone- Orlaith met her Count, Ira.
Alongst with a stranger who then disappeared into the valley, she was ordered to return, without the Count. Of course, she made perhaps the slowest journey finding this may be the last outting she would have quite a while, or else the commander had a feeling she would be demoted. Though there would be unrest if so.
She didn't very much question the ranking system, enjoying the fact she could work up- though she did felt a bit peeved when a man who was gone for so long, came back to claim the higheset rank. He was a nice lad, but upon realizing he once again took the rank, her feelings slowly started to shift.
For that man shown nothing warrior-like, nor' the audacity of even being a leader. When Ira and Orlaith had come to a conclusion, he looked at them like they were sane. Her fondness of him was firm, but the respect she held was falling. Perhaps there would be a day, for it to come, where she should challenge him so..
The thoughts were in the back of her head, but slowly were they starting to envelop in the greedy sovereign. She wanted rank, she wanted to show that she is meant to be more then just a noble, but alongside the rest of the council. Perhaps this is what had happened in Seelie Court too, where she requested the same, and was not given. Time and time, would Orlaith never learn.
She wanted power.
On her way back however, a lone stranger stood in the plains, and Orlaith, albeit injured, still stood tall and proud, with a raised brow to her black brows. She approached this white wolf, there was no smile, and only but a word, "You are in Kaistleoki Hunting grounds," and upon closing in..
"You are from Seelie Court?" Faint- but the scent she knew from Caw, was upon this lady.
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Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Izumi - November 19, 2020, 02:29 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Orlaith - November 19, 2020, 02:36 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Izumi - November 19, 2020, 03:10 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Orlaith - November 19, 2020, 03:20 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Izumi - November 19, 2020, 03:58 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Orlaith - November 19, 2020, 04:07 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Izumi - November 19, 2020, 04:51 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Orlaith - November 19, 2020, 05:18 PM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Izumi - November 20, 2020, 08:26 AM
RE: Even if we're strangers 'til we die - by Orlaith - November 20, 2020, 04:38 PM