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For the past few days her mind had wondered of, thinking of different possibilities and view everything from a different perspective. Paradise would pace around the perimeters of the land as she usually did mid afternoon before going of, venturing out to meet new wolves in the hopes of finding those suitable for Caelum. She had found one, a man with not one head, but two. Though she thought to leave him alone for a while to work on his... brother. There was another girl Paradise couldn't help but feel slightly attached to, though she wasn't sure if she'd ever be able to live in Caelum, the risk was too high. Though, the thought of it left the huntress wondering, what was Cara's perspective on things? With little else to do the ashen nymph would tilt her cranium up to the clear blue skies, calling her sister forth, presuming she was lingering in their home or with Andruil. She often wondered about the two, were they still together. It seemed strange that he stays away, wouldn't he want to rule by her side? Show that Caelum is a force to be reckoned with.


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@Caracara
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Her sisters voice touched the air, pulling her towards the girl. She wasn't far, staying on the mountain rather than taking to the air as normal. Talons clicked against the stone, quickly finding her sister nearby. <span id="ccspeech">"Paradise."</span> She would murmur, a smile touching her lips. <span id="ccspeech">"How are you?"</span> She would inquire, approaching and seeking to press her nose the womans shoulder. It was odd that her half sister was the one who had stuck around the most loyally, unlike the rest of her siblings, Indian and Widow. She did not allow the thought to depress her, instead focusing on the reason her sister called her here.

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@Paradise
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Paradise was also rather surprised by the loyalty she had shown to Cara, the ashen nymph believed she'd simply leave with one of her brothers, but she stayed. Over the course of the months Paradise had grown to like some of the older siblings, believing she had simply judged them with ought really getting to know any of them. Infact, it seemed Cara was around a lot more then Warbler and Cardinal both. The dame didn't allow the thought to get to her however, she was beginning to form her own views about things and didn't wish to be delayed by her brothers. The woman would wait for her sister to answer her call, hoping that she was close by or within pack lands. It didn't take long to spot her queen from afar, strolling around in peace before affectionately touching Paradise's shoulder in greeting. A warm smile would pull against thin lips, relaxing within her presence. " I'm good... I guess I've just been thinking." She would pause, before looking over Cara, she smelt faintly of Andruil and Para would take note to ask about them later on. " What do you think about the Volfglanz?" She would inquire, wondering if Cara to shared the views of the family, even if she didn't personally know them.

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@Caracara
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Her sister was well, but had been thinking. Well... That could be really good or really bad. Ears tipped forward with interest to catch her sisters next words. However, eyes would immediately narrow. <span id="ccspeech">"You know very well."</span> Words were tense. <span id="ccspeech">"They are an enemy of our family."</span> Her temper flared in her chest, burning through veins like a fire on the verge of flaring out of control. <span id="ccspeech">"They will be eradicated as they should be."</span> The rani would snap. She would welcome anyone to her pack, except for those of that family. They were sworn enemies of her family and would be treated as such.

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@Paradise
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The anger and hatred for the family was evident upon the queens face, the Paradise was a fool for thinking it would be any different. What should she do? fight against the hatred of the Volfglanz, trying to prove they aren't all the same? Or to simply let it go. She was on the fence and yet, it seemed for now she'd rather be protected by family rather than risk it all for Valeria, despite the fact Paradise believed she was different. " I'm sorry. I guess I just believed they aren't all the same." She would sigh, knowing in the future not to bring up such topics again. Eradicated. She did not doubt her sisters words and believed them all to well, she just wondered which one of them would meet her teeth. " Why hasn't Andruil joined us, Cara? He's yours isn't he." The question was on her mind often as of late, if he wished to court her sister, shouldn't he be the one to help rule this kingdom.

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@Caracara
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Her sister would apologize, claiming that she thought some were different. Eyes narrowed with speculation. What had her sister been up to? <span id="ccspeech">"Have you met one?"</span> She would inquire, a quiet demand. If that was the case, then she would take action, eradicate this issue before it had a chance to become a problem.
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Brows shot up in surprise when her sister would mention Andruil. <span id="ccspeech">"How do you know about him?"</span> She would demand, lips curling faintly. It seemed her sister knew much more about her life than she should. The Rani had told no one of Andruil, not even Indy knew, he only had speculations. She would take a dominant step towards the ashen girl, demanding answers. She ignored her sisters second question completely, though it ws only natural that the crimson man was <i>hers</i>.

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@Paradise


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Paradise would remain where she was even as she witnessed Cara becoming more dominant, investigating Para's recent activities, the ashen nymph would stay silent for a bit longer, not exactly sure what path to take. Did she want Val to be hurt? "I have.... a while back, she wasn't like the rest however. She wanted to cleanse her family name for the wrong her father as done. If anything she's nothing like them at all. She's different. Is it so wrong to look at a different perspective of things?" Paradise would murmur, deciding to take the path of honesty. She hated the thought that Val may be hurt and the nymph would do her best to try to avoid the whole display. Para would base her relationships on what she has witnessed, not of what she's been told. Cara would take a daring step closer, becoming rather protective over Andruil. What was the big deal? She could only wonder. " I met him a while back before Caelum formed, his scent lingers faintly upon you."
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@Caracara
Tempers flared dangerously as she watched her sister, sensitive ears catching every word that fell from traitorous lips. Careful Paradise. Her voice was a deceptive coo, murmured so sweetly that a passerby would never guess the venom that oozed from pours. The Queen would not answer her sisters question about what was wrong and what was right. Family laws and loyalty were unchanging.
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Then there was the matter of the crimson male. Her sister had met him a time or two before the creation of their pack. And evidently his cologne clung to ashen feathers. But that didn't matter. What happens is of no concern to you. I can manage this pack by myself and what he chooses to do will play little role in how I run things. She would retort, finding her patience running dangerously thin as glacial pools remanied fixated on her half sisters face.
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I trust that you will put a pack hunt together soon. We need it. Words were short and to the point, she was done conversing with her sister for the moment. Without another word, the Rani would depart, pivoting away from the ashen woman and heaing back the way she came.
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Before Paradise had the chance to settle and relax in her sisters company, it would seem she was unwilling to calm down and remain level heading, instead flaring and blinded with rage. Paradise's visage would remain unchanged however and would simply look upon her sister, deciding it may be best for them to depart before their meeting takes a wrong turn and they're relationship completely destroyed. 'What happens is of no concern to you. I can manage this pack by myself and what he chooses to do will play little role in how I run things.' The ashen dame decided to simply leave the conversation as it was, believing her sister was over think on the whole thing, though she wasn't sure if it were down to stress or the though of her private life becoming open knowledge. As Cara would ready herself to leave, Paradise would turn to do the same, deciding to patrol the borders and calm herself down.

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