Can you see them? Hundreds of tiny scares mar her otherwise flawless pelt. They curve around her own markings, and follow the length of her body. What made her cold as ice - whose cruel beauty tames the iron willed?
The story is as horrible as the marks that she bears.
Her pack is called The Marked
The story is as horrible as the marks that she bears.
One kingdom,
One leader whose heart was warmed ~ not cold
The other watched and waited
the pack unfolded and started to mold
Rotting away the strength of ten
T'ill warriors became wary of the storm
They fled the tempest moon,
and ran from the oncoming monsoon that came to battle the rest
Until there was one ~ who overthrew her softened partner
The One,
Hardened by the Trial of Fires Ruled them all.
She felt nothing, and carved herself into strength
She who remained
was born Anew
Her pack is called The Marked
