05-30-2015, 10:34 AM
Faith is the bird that feels the light
when the dawn is still dark.
She heard Scorch's call and moves towards her sister. As she arrives, many of the other sisters - both new and old - stood among the gathered. It takes Malka but a mere second to find her son standing to one side of the group and she moves to stand beside him, pushing him forward ever so slightly with her muzzle so that she may join the group by his side. She refrains from the motherly nuzzling that she longed to give him, knowing that this was not the time or place for such behavior. So she instead sets her eyes upon Scorch as she announces the on-goings among the other kingdoms.
Malka is pleased to hear that Errant had once again taken over the Tundra. It was a position that suited him well and Malka had always admired him - for he had always seemed level-headed and reasonable, unlike the Tundra's previous "king". She listens as the other sisters speak and begin to offer to travel. Malka would gladly leave the traveling to the newer sisters, for she had long time ago been the willing participant in every event (which had resulted in her capture not once, but twice).
The large gathering though warms her heart and she can see the the Jungle is clearly growing well, even where some of the other kingdoms had started to dwindle. The Jungle had always been strong though, even when the other kingdoms were not and it was a trait of the Jungle that Malka had always appreciated. Malka allows a moment for her gaze to fall on that of her fiery khaleesi, but she holds her silence as everyone speaks around her. There was much to be done and Malka knew she could easily find work here among the Jungle as she could outside.
Malka
immortal, quetzal-shifting Lekh, Kosi & Erinak of the 'Zons
(It's a bit blegh as I get back into this whole writing thing xD)