Korra Costume Novels & Stories

I have my coral crown on my head adorned with pearls and jewels. As for what I am wearing, I’m sure the elders will spit blood, here’s hoping. When they asked what I would wear instead of the traditional gown, I told them it would be something that represents my people and they snarled saying and I quote. Fishing nets and torn sails don’t make a dress. Before I could act, Gaia had already slammed him into the wall and threatened him as Kodiak was on the surface. Gods, I do love her even if she is a pain in my ass.

Big mistake. Just like I’d seen with lady Piia and the girl, the two ladies next to Kora glowed a bright green light. And the blond was bright than the other one, almost a neon green. But Kora, oh my lord, Kora’s was a blue so deep, it was nearly black. it was a storm encased in human form, dark, unrestrained and oh so potent. I’ve never wanted anything so badly in my entire life! I stuck my questing fingers in my mouth quickly, biting down hard on them to stifle the urge bearing down on me.

The set up sat on the opposite side of the room from her desk area, infront of an old cream and gold fireplace that had been here since the castle was built. As I was getting ready to sit down there was a light tapping on the open door. I turned to see Korrine standing there looking like the perfect American Werewolf Princess. She wore a sundress in Red, White and Blue, our American Kingdom Colors. We didn't do the stars and stripes like the humans did, well had our own family crest that the Kingdom used. Two white wolves, on a blue backdrop with blood red drops falling from the sky to symbolize the bloodshed that all our ancestors went through to get my ancestors on the throne. But Korri's