Chimera Fields The Days of Long Shadows

"Where do you come from, originally?" She asked openly, expressing interest in keeping the conversation going. With a small little gesture of her muzzle, she turned her back on the herd and began to walk in a southern direction. 

Her blue eyes invited him to follow. "It is not a pleasant thing. But that is the way of nature. Every King...or Queen eventually must meet their end." Be it wolves or their prey, species did not matter. One reign had to end for another to begin.