a flower blooms only to be crushed // romulus

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merlin e. gwynne
long-time member of
tanglewood
penned by teef

[align=left]SAY THESE THINGS WILL ONLY FADE - ꧂

there was nothing quite like the wrath of the wronged. she had been wronged in the past, and the lingering flames of that wrong done to her blazed in her chest, the lioness shaking herself out as she paced. she had spoken to romulus, when she had seen him at the border, asking for a moment of his time. yes, politics were on the line, as were group relations, but she hadn't seen the kingpin in quite some time. she hadn't been lucky enough to see him earlier when she visited, but it was what it was. this wasn't so much a pleasure visit as it was to do with her title as ambassador and solving a murder.

coming to a stand still, looking at the flora around her with a solemnn gaze, tail swinging slowly from side to side. ximen's murder was worrisome and it struck a hot iron in her breast; she was furious and the matter of agrimony and inferno didn't soothe the burning destructive heat that only seemed to grow by day. it tickled something in the memories that she couldn't touch, a sense of wrongness, a sense of ... betrayal. bending her head to sniff at the greens, she tried to focus her mind on other matters, such as her group and firefly. was she doing well? she hadn't seen her, and from what she'd picked up, the luminary wasn't in the best of health. she couldn't let this matter further strain the curret luminary's health any further.

the first time she had been in this land, she had been terrified, and a wounded mess. there, that's when she had met him, the child of a pair of strong warriors who brought misery to the whole land. she hadn't hated him as the others had, she'd tried to speak up for him then when he'd come to look through the library. she wasn't as blinded by hatred, but she couldn't say that as of now. inhaling and holding the breath in her chest until her lungs burned, exhaling slowly, exhaustion falling in place of the rage stifled back to the confines of her chest, until her limbs trembled and tears welled in tired eyes. she hadn't known ximen well, if at all, but the sight of his body now turned her stomach. she owed him a drink, when she got home.

raising a paw to rub at her face with a frustrated snort, smiling bitterly. she still could cry for the dead, it seemed. lear hadn't taken that from her at the least. lifting her head to look to the sky, stretching out her aching body with a yawn, staring at the clouds that she could see until romulus would join her. tail tucked over her paws, ears swiveling for a moment as she settled in, wishing to see his face again, in a less harsh way, in a way that didn't bely how he felt of the situation. she wanted to see that caring look again, though she wasn't sure if she'd even earned the chance to look at him like that when she had been taken prisoner by jormungand. feeling her face heat under her fur, she licked at her chest fur suddenly, internally groaning at herself.

[member=16801]ROMULUS MALUS[/member] //

꧁ - LET ME DOWN THE EASY WAY

code by teef