Lionhearted
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Post by Lionhearted on Jul 28, 2017 3:04:04 GMT
kira Kira flapped her wings slightly before lighting down upon the branch, tucking her feathers comfortably into her side before settling down to watch the canyons that stretched beyond her vision, leagues and leagues out into the night. Her chin raised, she took on the act of queen again, regal and proud, looming above her owls, her shadow mingling with the darkness.
Her brown eyes seemed to glow, reflecting the stars, and she tilted her head down, blinking affectionately at some of the owls flitting around beneath her. The New Order was her family, her community, no matter how evil they were. Did that make her evil too? By association, at least, and Kira had learned to accept that as soon as she'd made the decision to stay permanently.
And now she was their queen.
There was no way she'd join the Guardians. No way she'd turn her back on the friends, family members, mentors, and monarchs that she'd grown up with. Kira was stuck with them, and she would go down fighting for them. She felt a fierce, burning love for the New Order as her eyes roved around again, scanning the canyon, keeping guard, ever the careful, watchful motherly figure. i will do what queens do. i will rule. @ | template by Margie @ Adoxography v2
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