From Silence, She Rose
Sky did not enter House Æthelwolf with thunder at her heels, but with silence in her bones. Once lost to neglect and fear, her spirit bore the weight of wounds unseen. The world had taught her to flinch before it taught her to trust. Yet even then, a flicker remained — a quiet ember deep within, refusing to die.
Where others saw fragility, the house saw potential. It was not pity that saved her, but recognition — that beneath the tremble stood a future queen, waiting to reclaim her voice.
The Rise of the Matriarch
With time, care, and fierce love, Sky shed the chains of her past. From the ashes of fear rose a matriarch defined not by dominance, but by devotion. She nurtures the young not through force, but through presence — soft in play, firm in guidance, and unwavering in protection.
Though once timid, she now walks with quiet authority. Other females learn quickly: Sky is not to be challenged lightly. She does not raise her hackles for sport — but when she stands, even the wind holds its breath.
Legacy of the Ember-Heart
Sky’s strength is not loud. It is lived. She is the pulse of the pack — its rhythm, its warmth, its shield. While Zeus is the storm-watcher, Sky is the hearthfire. She reminds all who meet her: healing is not weakness, and gentleness can shape legacies stronger than stone.
Her legacy is not written in victories, but in lives bettered by her presence. The pups sleep deeper under her watch. The house breathes easier knowing Sky walks its halls. And those who knew her before — the broken Sky — now stand in awe of the matriarch she has become.
