Castianiera

Callianessa's born.

The trees had a swirling motion like the ripples in the streams and the imaginary waves in the wind. Castiainiera though quite indifferent and fairly judgmental of everyone didn't understand how the other demigods could possible stand Iphikrates. He was arrogant and idiotic in ways she didn't know another could be so dim-witted and disrespectful. Her hazel eyes averting from possibly her least favorite wolf alive to the trees and flowers as they both passed beyond the point of the "Blue River of Tears". They had been traveling since Samisum mentioned something about the distrustful nature she had of east caverns. Where the Demigod of Winter and Demigoddess of Autumn resided. The notion was something was unbalanced and needed restoring as it seemed all was too quiet but the story if much longer than what Samisum felt explaining. For almost 697 years had all of them been asleep now awake with no response or recollection of their pasts.
She hadn't been sure if Iphikrates had anything other than the power of be annoying. The awkward swish of his tail and how high he kept his head as he would walk onward, he was in front as he considered himself a leader of sorts in his own head. She wondered how his father feels to have such a failure be apart of his kin like such. She also wondered what the other two demigods looked like. She couldn't recall meeting or even working with any of them on anything. It came more disturbingly that they were practically clones pieces of flesh and blood from what remained of mangled bodies. But they weren't bodies Samisum couldn't explain properly, she said, "You would've had to have been there to see it."