//------------------------------// // Founding // Story: Long live Olenia! // by Dustwing //------------------------------// -1011 | Ditrysium- General Onni "-and with the signing of this Document the Federation of Changeling Hives shall officially and lawfully be established under the Leadership of this council!" Onni stood at the very front of the gathered croud, a privileged position he had earned for his work in the preperation of this whole ceremony. Queen Velvet, his Queen, stepped back from the microphone having just finished her speech. Her light tan chest fur puffed out confidently as she turned towards the gathered council members, only 13 of the Intended 16 were actually present as Changelings to fill the ranks had not been found in time. First Velvet aproached Queen Helvia, bowing ceremoniously the Changeling looked to the floor as Velvet continued speaking. "Do you, Queen Helvia of Ditryisum, vow to loyally uphold and bring forth this new Changeling Nation under the ideals of Olenia and its creatures?" Helvia returned from her bow, looking at Queen Velvet she said with a nod. "I vow." The authority in both the voice of Helvia and Velvet could be felt, but everydeer and everyling here knew the title of Queen was only figurative and held no real authority anymore. In her confident stride Velvet continued to the next Figure, a deer with grayish fur, and repeated the vow. "I vow." The simple answer came again and again untill all 13 present members of the Council had sworn their loyalty, afterwards the Olenian National anthem was played by the Orchestra of the Army and the Council retreated into Ditrysiums Palace with Queen Velvet for their first meeting. It was late November now and Onni was wearing a warm coat, even his thick fur couldnt keep him warm against the temperatures of the Northern Winters. Walking along the streets of Ditrysium he could see life was quckly returning to the city, Bars and Restaurants were open again, most likely for the many Soldiers called here on the special occasion. The streets near the Palace and the inner city were emptying quickly, everydeer or ling quickly getting home or seeking out someplace warm. The music of a popular song, Forest Deer, could be heard from the radio in a small shop, the door was quickly closed from the inside as to not let the cold in. Onni emerged from the street he was walking along into an open square. In the middle of it a Statue to one of the former Queen of Ditrysium stood, covered in snow from snout to tail. A singular car drove along the side of the square disappearing quickly in another street. The city was quiet, but slowly the feeling of a bustling Hivecity would return to Ditrysium, Onni was certain of that. Seeing a quaint little cafe on the corner of a street Onni decided he would send a letter to Larxi and invite her there, she hadnt been with him at the office since the event at the Palace. He had known seeing the dead Changeling would have impacted her but he did not think it would have been this severe. Onni sighed, his warm breath visible in the cold air for a few seconds. Maybe he just didn't know Larxi as well as he thought, after all they had never even interacted outside of work. Still he was determined to write a letter to her today, if he had not known her well before then he was going to do so now. General Lahja "-and with the signing of this Document the Federation of Changeling Hives shall officially and lawfully be established under the Leadership of this council!" Lahja did not know why she had to be here, she could have just as well listened to this speech through her radio all the way in Olenia. But alas the Army expected all Generals and other High ranking members of the Army to attend this ceremony. She was standing far back in the crowd, even though she had brought the Changeling standing in front of everydeer here that task was not deemed as necessary for the ceremony and she had therefore not been given a fancy spot at the front. "Do you, Queen Helvia of Ditryisum, vow to loyally uphold and bring forth this new Changeling Nation under the ideals of Olenia and its creatures?" The voice of Queen Velvet resounded again, Lahja had looked up to velvet in 1007 when she and her supporters fought against the false King Johan and she had continued to do so all the way through the war, Velvet was the reason Olenia still existed, but she was also the reaons these bugs were not hanged and punished as they should be. Lahja had lost her respect for the Queen in the last few weeks, she was weak. Olenia did not need deer like her. The ceremony ended with the Orchestra of the Army playing Olenias National anthem, still a beautiful song that Lahja remembered fondly from her childhood. After that was over she could finally leave the freezing cold and seek out somewhere warm, looking around she decided to see if someplace was to her liking along a specifically large street dotted with trees to the sides. Looking around Lahja saw many Shops, Bars, Cafes and restaurants and trotted over to the window of a Cafe named "Frinem". It looked warm enough inside, a few Deer and Changelings sat on cushioned pillows and drank their coffe or tea. Pressing open the door with her shoulder Lahja stepped inside and shook the snow off of her coat, a small bell above the door rang brightly, signalling her entrance. Seeking out a place farther back in the room she sat down on her haunches at the table and looked over the offering written with chalk and in flowing cursive at the far wall. Deciding on a simple Coffee Lahja leaned back and waited for one of the servers, not a minute later a young male Changeling approached her. "Have you found yet?" He asked in simple Olenian, looking at Lahja and waiting for an answer. "Have you found something yet." She repeated the question in a demeaning tone. "And yes, I would like a plain Coffee." The young Changeling looked almost hurt for a moment before nodding and supplying her order to somewhere beyond Lahjas sight. A few minutes later the Coffee she had ordered was steaming with its warmth on her table and as she drank she started to think. A week ago she was finally back home, could finally spend time with her family again, and now she was back in the lands of the Changelings again. Maybe it would be better to resign from service, she had served long enough to do so. Altough if she resigned her life would become boring, stagnant. Serving Olenia was always her dream, she would stop only when she could not serve anymore. Drinking the last of her coffee she left the money on the table and left the cafe back into the cold. The streets were now Empty, and Lahja knew exactly where to go. Making her way back down the street and towards the Nearest Train station she was already yearning for the long ride back to Olenia.