9/13/2025, 10:09 PM
Skill — x/5
this was not home. mother's fields did not cover the hillside nor did the fragrant scent of her flowers drift on the breeze. not even her beloved hound had come with her. instead, the moors opened up before her, extending to various mountain ranges she could see near and in the distance.
despite the beauty of the highlands, seph came to realize she was utterly alone in unfamiliar lands. and in lieu of her heart shattering at the thought, a laugh of disbelief left her lips as she rose onto steady legs. she was alone. no one to impress, no mother controlling her life. no old man waiting to publicly name her his bride. she was finally free.
persephone wandered through the moor, nose lingering over wildflowers she noticed hidden within the grass. parting her jaws, the maiden delicately plucked a few blossoms and turned to tuck them into the fur of her tail. just like before, seph loved to wear flowers in her hair, whether it be a single daisy or a crown atop her head. little flower, her mother would call her whenever she helped braid flowers into her hair for the festivals. times persephone knew she was loved.
the woman froze upon hearing a whisper of feet over the earth, and slowly dragged her gaze up to look at the stranger. her violet eyes studying the way the sunlight danced on the man's hair, noticing the golden blond hue. “who are you?” she asked. the golden color of his fur reminded her of apollo, and seph began to wonder if he were blessed by the god himself. or rather, was he apollo? “do we, know each other?”
join pack name...
— “common” · “greek”
— “common” · “greek”
