bearlybailey

Emelda The scent of spring filled the air, buttercups and roses perfumed the rusty air of the now Druid territory. Emelda and her sister hadn’t arrived here too long ago, it seemed the vast majority of Hagar’s work was already completed. The old alpha, Rowena or something like that, had already been shamed down from her position by her Jarl. Now they just had to deal with the bitching of the wolves who still followed the female. It was a wild idea in the first place, a female alpha. Emelda knew her place, she knew that a female was nothing when compared to a male. It seemed some girls still needed to learn. It seemed her and her