Nothing in This World

*Felicitas* · 06-12-2013, 05:58 PM

The pup was the first to introduce himself, his chest puffing up in obvious pride as he spoke of his pedigree. "I'm Basilisk. Basilisk Saxe. My mother's Newt Saxe, the Queen of Amenti, and my daddy is Kaios." Once more, a stab of pain pierced her heart. He was a little prince, just as her brothers had been. And what grand princes they had been; noble, courageous, dutiful? And they had called her princess, once upon a time. But such titles had come and gone with the passing of her father?s dynasty. She was the only thing left of Imperium?alone, so alone. But now was not the time to burden her newfound acquaintances with such needless dramatics. Swallowing the lump that had formed in her throat, Felicitas made a show of sitting up straighter and widening her smile, though it didn?t reach her eyes, which were still clouded over with reminiscing?s of the past.

"Is that so? You must be very proud of them, Basilisk." Her words were smooth as honey, her iron resolve masking the strain of just how forced they had been. She wanted nothing more than to spirit this child away to some place safe, far away from the political diversity of his pack. Being the offspring of an alpha pair was never easy, and always dangerous. Certain things were expected of you, and more things than not were forbidden. And the seat of power was a perilous thing? The balance so easily swayed. She would know, having lived through it all herself, and witnessed just how ugly the fall of leadership could be.

Nevertheless, she responded to Basilisk?s efforts to be closer to her with a welcoming dip of her head before lying down with her forepaws before her, lowering herself down to his level. She could do nothing to change this youngster?s fate; it was not in her power to do so. All she could do was offer him all her compassionate personality had to offer and silently hope that his future would be a bright one.

?A beautiful name for a beautiful lady.? And there went the stranger again, making her face hot and her tongue tied. ? I would be honored to meet with your parents later on, little one. They would probably appreciate you being escorted home anyway. It isn't exactly safe for smaller wolves to be wandering alone.? Felicitas couldn?t agree more. She had been thinking the same thing in the depths of her mind, but had been waiting to get to know Basilisk more before broaching the subject of returning him home. It would seem the deed had been done for her. ? My name is Killian. It's a pleasure to meet you both.?

"Likewise, Killian." His smile was returned in kind as her blue eyes zeroed in on his source of discomfort. Was something wrong with his paw? She sent him a questioning look, not wanting to intrude upon his pride by voicing her concerns. She?d found over the years that most males would much prefer to suffer in silence than accept the sympathy of others. Turning back to look at Basilisk, her eyes softened, as did her tone of voice. "I agree with Killian, little one. You are far from home. I for one would rest easier knowing that you are safe back amongst your kin." She refrained from stating that his family must surely be worried for him. She didn?t have it in her to say something so criticizing when the pup had been nothing but a pleasant distraction from the daily grind. Hopefully his packmates, his parents especially, wouldn?t be too disgruntled upon his return.

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