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Played by Offline Chaosy [PM] Posts: 77 — Threads: 21
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Dusk Court Sovereign
Female [She/Her/Hers]  |  11 [Year 500 Spring]  |  17 hh  |  Hth: 12 — Atk: 8 — Exp: 24  |    Active Magic: N/A  |    Bonded: Neema (Maned Wolf)
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The mare had been in the library, doing her best to learn the history of her beloved court and learn what needed to change as time passed forward. The books were silent company, much quieter than the soft snores of her companion. A small woof escaped the maned wolf's lips as she dreamed and made the sovereign smile softly. Yes, this was a moment of peace in the chaos that was surrounding her world.

The knock caught her attention and she got to her feet. The being at the door was new, one that she had yet to meet. Though there was an idea in her mind when he said his name. There had recently been a change of leader in Day, one that she wasnt certain that she was opposed to. Her meeting with Leviathan was... rough. He blamed her for things that she had no part in and it bothered her deeply. Shaking her mane to get it to lie straighter, she lifted her head and stepped forward.

"Hello." She greets, fighting the urge to bow to the other. There were still parts of being the leader that she struggled with, including remembering that she was lower than none but the gods. "It seems that I am who you seek. I am Uzuri. It is a pleasure to place a face with the name that seems to have been whispered from messengers. It appears congratulations are in order." She responded as she stepped back and motioned to a sitting area within the citadel.

The inexperienced queen was determined to be warm and welcoming. To hear those that seek her audience and see if she could make her court and even Novus better. Liam may have thrust the responsibilities upon her with no warning or help, but she refused to let others see that unease. After the stallion had entered her home, Uzi closed the door and walked beside him to the soft area. Neema approached, woken by the sounds of speech. Uzi nuzzled the canid's neck and smiled.

"This is Neema, my companion." She introduced the canid to Jarek, smiling as the drowsy wolf curled up on the floor next to Uzi's preferred place. The sovereign waited for Jarek to settle, the warrior in her heart still wary of possible dangers and ready to defend those that may need it.

"Uzuri" - "Neema"
@Jarek
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Heavy is the Crown [P] - by Jarek - 07-19-2022, 01:30 PM
RE: Heavy is the Crown [P] - by Uzuri - 07-19-2022, 01:59 PM
RE: Heavy is the Crown [P] - by Jarek - 07-19-2022, 02:20 PM
RE: Heavy is the Crown [P] - by Uzuri - 07-19-2022, 04:01 PM
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