From the Ashes

44

"'He
looked at
her
the way
she
needed to be looked at, like the whole
World
Would crumble and
He
Wouldn't blink'"

- Atticus

_____

。・°°・Lovota・°°・。

Pulling the hood of her cape, Lovota secured her mask around the top of her nose.

Everyone moved aside for the girl on her horse, the snarling wolves peeling back their ruby red lips to showcase their knife like teeth still stained with the flesh of a half eaten creature.

The wolf in the back trailed behind with a shard of bone still being chewed on between her silver jaws.

Slipping off of her horse, she patted its side gently, making the horse race back off to the protection of the woods to await its Queens call.

The further she walked in, the further the crowd began to cluster. Turning around, she blew softly into the whistle chiseled from the bone, she watched all but one wolf run after the horse. The girl with the bone.

Turning slightly, she hauled herself up onto the roof of a small shed beside the circle where everyone was clustered. Hearing the scratch of metal, she smiled as her wolf jumped up beside her, making it look easy.

Leaning down so that she rested on her knees, the wolf crawled beside her on its belly. They still had another building, covering them slightly from view.

Eyes tracing over the people, her eyes widened slightly at the sight. Seated, as if not years had gone by, was the ruthless Queen.

Then, Lovota thought, the man standing beside Lexa must've been her new weapon to shape after she disappeared.

Her lips peeled back in a sneer, noticing her pups reaction, the wolfs lips rippled slightly as the sound of a growl rumbled in its gut like a thunderous storm.

Plucking one arrow from her satchel, she positioned it infront if her.

"I dag ste ai heldig dag," Lovota smiled, gently resting her forehead against the wolves,"I dag er var heldige dag."

As a man stood from the podium, the crowds cheering ceased to a halt, all ears turning to hear what he had to spit from his black, gummed lips.

"In single gonplei," he began,"Der ste ban won rule, raunon souda die today!"

Smiling like a wolf after a kill, Lovotas long nails dragged against the metal roof,"Den som skal em vaere"

Cheering for their leader softly began up again, as Lexa turned to face the stranger, her posture as bold as Lovota could ever remember it. She hadn't of changed a bit, besides the marks around her eyes and the glistening wildfire flaring behind her eyes.

"Yu may gonplei," the priest finished off, sitting back in his seat.

Lovotas eyes analysed the play, she knew what she needed to do, and didn't care what consequence would become of her after. Her vengeance was an arrow, and it demanded aim.