7/11/2026, 5:56 PM
The man named Makara was a time capsule of the past — of a pack that used to neighbor the dynasty. Yet their time on those shores were brief, and it soon turned into hunting grounds for them to fill up their Caches. If it weren’t for her younger cousin scouting out the neighboring territories during that time, Ciren probably wouldn’t have been known to Izumi other than it’s existence, but besides name and former affiliation, the woman knew virtually nothing of him.
Nor his girlfriend.
She would speak to them individually, thinking it would be easier to speak to Makara and Πασιθεα on separate terms. He had greeted her readily, and it made Izumi apparent of one thing. These two were….extremely friendly. Overwhelmingly so — the Empress had never met a happier pair of individuals, and she quietly wondered if the rest of Ciren was like that in the past. They made her look miserable, when comparing them to her constant deadpan expression she just couldn’t seem to get rid of.
She bowed lightly in agreement to the Sea faring man’s request, nodding her head in acknowledgment of his partner before turning to join his side. The two of them walked through the wisteria-covered forests, the sound of skyward gulls and rustling branches wiping throughout the territory. A faint smile came to her lips at the symphony. She missed her home dearly, and she couldn’t wait to make it hers once more.
I'm assuming you and Lady Pasithea have chosen to seek hearth with us? I wish to know more about you and your skill sets as a pack wolf since we’re hardly acquainted yet.
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