She could feel a smile beginning to form as Odysseus approached her side. "I'm adding to the crown." She would answer him simply, offering him a brief playful glance. This was a serious matter, she felt a tad guilty for taking it so lightly .. for holding it off as long as she did. Their former leaders needed a proper burial and the crown should have been adjusted months ago. "I want to keep Sekoia here, I'm sure he will help guide me in the right direction." It was normal for members to wear bones of the beloved out of respect for their death, but this was a little different. Aristotle and Neu left, or at least that's what it was assumed, but Koia was a good leader who passed too soon.
Finshing the binding, the lioness would pause to say hello to Tyche and answer Wintry's question. "These bones were from the Reaper before Neu, and Aristotle was his Co-Reaper. The two of them are the ones that begun the revival of Boneclan. I figured .. it was time we lay the wolf to rest." She still felt responsible for his death, she should have done more. She was the fucking Bonesaw at that time, yet she couldn't save him from the plague that swept his life.
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Evadne Demures : speaking // thinking
— current reaper of boneclan
— mutated white lioness + partially blind
— daughter to example and amnesia
— undecided powers
She's just a lie, a molotov lullaby