my back has been breaking from this heavy heart

i'm the lonelier version of you

He was liking Natsu more and more by the minute, possibly because no one put this much effort into talking to him on a regular basis. His mother had, but she was required to make conversation with her son, wasn't she? A pang of sadness struck him, his heart aching with her absence. If Claudia had survived, she would have ensured that the brothers would have remained friendly, Tiresias was sure of it.



The wolf before him had been training to be a prince? For a moment, Tiresias thought he'd heard wrong. He was standing before royalty? A prince was capable of being so kind to a stranger? He'd heard of Valhalla, although he wasn't sure of its location. Perhaps it was nearby. He made a mental note to visit the pack sometime, even if he ended up settling with another. Natsu had shown him too much kindness for him to forget completely.



"And you said you weren't interesting," Tiresias said with the hint of a smile, although his new friend didn't seem quite as amused. Instead, he sounded tired, sighing at the end of his sentence. Maybe being a prince isn't such a good thing, he thought, recalling the fact that Natsu had denied the position and left the pack, along with the brother he'd spoken of earlier. Tiresias almost wanted to ask more about Dragneel, the illusive Tortugan, but decided against it. Mentioning the brother would simply remind him of his own and would probably flood him with images of a frozen Tyberius in the snow. It would ruin the perfectly good time he was having here without him.



Tiresias' stomach began to growl, and he realized he'd forgotten his half of the rabbit. He wouldn't say anything. It would make him uncomfortable and he'd feel rude. The dark wolf wagged his tail at Natsu instead, filling the silence with his movements.

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