All the wolves in the throne room turned their attention to her. Safira could feel the pressure coming from those in the room. She wished she had dressed better for the occasion but there was no time to worry about that now.
She put one foot in front of the next, carefully making her way down the red carpet. She was not only representing Solarfang, but she was also representing Obsidian Howl. She kept her back straight as she made her way down, careful not to look any of the wolves straight in the eye.
The closer she got to the front, the stronger the aura she could feel. On the throne chair sat a beautiful she-wolf. Her aura was easily recognizable. At her feet, lay a large wolf with golden chestnut brown fur. There was something about it that Safira couldn't quite put her finger on.
When she came close to the throne, Safira got down on her knees.
"There's no need for kneeling," the Queen announced, her voice echoing through the throne room, "Just a bow will suffice."
