Amaya's Reign

The warrior Vs The New incoming Queen

Amaya was in her grandmothers sitting room waiting the news from the healer when she sensed someone approaching swiftly and urgently. The air was thick with bloodlust, Amaya didn't know whom would show up in front of her but she knew they were coming the other queens in her head were up in arms they could sense the incoming danger as well. Amaya had yet to be trained in fighting so she had no clue if she had the skills to do what it takes to defend herself but she guessed she would soon find out. 

Sensing the danger advancing rapidly Amaya went to her grandmother's balcony and jumped down into the backyard and she crouched down and waited. All of her senses on edge her wolf was awake as well and her blood was flowing hot. Amaya was panting heavily she was on the edge of warrior mode and she was holding herself back she wanted to try and access the danger before she gave into her wolf. It was getting harder and harder as she could sense the intent to kill from a mile away. Werewolves were very basic they loved hard, they fought hard, and they loved family and the pack was considered extended family. Mess with one and you get the pack. 

Amaya heard her before she saw her leap unto the air, Amaya released her wolf just in time to dodge being pounced on. She squared up with the female werewolf before her she was impressive, Amaya was not going to be intimidated she stood her full height she was impressive also she had grown in stature thanks to the ancestors powers she had inherited. Amaya waited and watched her opponent they circled each other, each looking for a weak point to attack. Amaya was on guard and she wanted to see how her opponent was going to attack this was all new for her so she was weary but ready. Trial by fire and she was not dying tonight!

Vashty Watched the new wannabe queen she was waiting for a sign of weakness but the wannabe didn't show any fear that won her major points in Vashty's book but could she defend herself? Could she fight worth a damn? Vasthy prepared one of her greatest attacks the misdirection attack she went for Amaya's tail and at the last moment came for her face, Amaya dodge the paw swipe narrowly throwing her weight at Vasthy knocking her on her back and amaya pounced she instinctively went for the other werewolf's neck and she clamped down narrowly missing the jugular Vashty went limp and when Amaya loosened her teeth Vasthy flipped out of her hold and jumped away from Amaya quickly. By this time the bloodlust and the noises had drawn a crowd.

Nobody knew what to do should the stop it, should the let them continue? Many recognized Vashty's werewolf form and they didn't know whom the other werewolf was but they were in back of the royal packs mansion could it be a royal? By this time Amaul had caught up to Vashty and he leapt into the fight tackling Vashty to the ground. She instantly turned back into her human form and someone gave her a shroud to cover herself. Amaya went back to her human form but she was still clothed having the protection of the ancestors indeed had its perks. Everyone blinked in wonder. 

"I wanted to do this formally at the ceremony but I guess this is a good time as any. I am to be your new queen Amaya. I am taking over for my grandmother, I hope you all will except me and I hope to meet with each and everyone of you to get to know you all better. I wish for everyone to come to my mating and coronation ceremony all at the same time the night of the full moon all are welcome." The crowd muttered amongst themselves no one knew what to say. One of the little girls came forward and offered Amaya a sunflower. The little girl was gorgeous dressed in an african tribal wrap with a sunflower crown around her head. Amaya bent down to accept the flower and she hugged the little girl and gave her a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you beauty." The little girl bowed and ran back to her mother. Amaya felt so much love to be amongst the people who made up her pack. She was going to be a good ruler she felt it, she vowed it.

Turning towards her mate to be and the woman who had attacked her Amaya stood her full stature and told the royal guards to put the woman in irons and put her in the dungeon for now. She would deal with her later. She looked her Mate to be in the eyes and she didn't like what she saw. She turned on her heel and went back to her grandmother's chambers to see if the healer had any progress on her grandmothers condition.  She would deal with Her grandmother first, the women who had attacked her second, and her would be mate last.