Shadowmere
09-28-2026, 07:51 AM
nobody knows your meloncholy mind, little queen
His almost dismissive words made her turn on heel, the bone crown placed upon her brow rattling with the movement. She snorted as she regarded the ebony and mulberry stallion with amusement. "Ha, while they are indeed our feathered eyes in the pines, this one is something of an anomaly., then she mumbled to the puffed, flapping creature perched on her horn that now began to aggressively sound warning after the fact, her words dripping with sarcasm, "nothing gets past you does it..." Inky black eyes flicked back to the male before her, her head held high. She was also proud, though it did not come from sire or dam, it came instead from years of trial and error. Blood, sweat, and angered tears. She may not have fought for the crown, she was instead uncontested, but she was damned proud that she was finally queen of the land that called to her very soul ever since she first set hoof in the dark kingdom. She had seen it's eras of leadership from Starlace until it's final leader before the cataclysm. She had always pined for the crown...now she finally had it, and she was damned proud of it.
She offered the stallion a slight nod and spoke with smooth, gold plated confidence. The aura of night glimmering around her like a queen's cape, and with her crown of thorn and bone she looked every bit the dark queen she had always dreamed of being. "If you know of the ravens, I assume you already know where you are..., she swished her long thin tail and surveyed him mild curiosity. Who are you, and what brings you to my domain?, she says in her low voice, gravely with immortal age. She does not offer her name, no, she would expect him to identify himself before she tell him who she was. The dark queen oozed regality and authority, she doubted this stallion wouldn't know what she was to this place by her aura alone. She had waited for this opportunity for a few lifetimes over, and never thought the Chamber would return for her to get it. She knew this was what she was destined for, she felt it in her very soul as she spilled her blood at the base of the sacred tree and swore her devotion, and in turn the land seemed to answer. Gifting her her aura of night and seemed to eagerly crown her. Why, even the raven crowned her himself, as much of a bedraggled thing it was. Not at all like the impressive murder that clung to the old queen, Straia, no. Not at all. But he was the first creature of this land that had offered it's allegiance to her, and even crafted her this crown. She would not admit it aloud, but she begrudgingly held affection for her loyal raven companion. He was every bit as strange as she was, and he had that same spirit and an undying determination to thrive as she did. They made an unlikely but somehow alike pair.
She offered the stallion a slight nod and spoke with smooth, gold plated confidence. The aura of night glimmering around her like a queen's cape, and with her crown of thorn and bone she looked every bit the dark queen she had always dreamed of being. "If you know of the ravens, I assume you already know where you are..., she swished her long thin tail and surveyed him mild curiosity. Who are you, and what brings you to my domain?, she says in her low voice, gravely with immortal age. She does not offer her name, no, she would expect him to identify himself before she tell him who she was. The dark queen oozed regality and authority, she doubted this stallion wouldn't know what she was to this place by her aura alone. She had waited for this opportunity for a few lifetimes over, and never thought the Chamber would return for her to get it. She knew this was what she was destined for, she felt it in her very soul as she spilled her blood at the base of the sacred tree and swore her devotion, and in turn the land seemed to answer. Gifting her her aura of night and seemed to eagerly crown her. Why, even the raven crowned her himself, as much of a bedraggled thing it was. Not at all like the impressive murder that clung to the old queen, Straia, no. Not at all. But he was the first creature of this land that had offered it's allegiance to her, and even crafted her this crown. She would not admit it aloud, but she begrudgingly held affection for her loyal raven companion. He was every bit as strange as she was, and he had that same spirit and an undying determination to thrive as she did. They made an unlikely but somehow alike pair.
shadowmere
@Knight
OOC: Pardon my rust haha I will get back into the swing eventually. Just gotta find my flow lol