A Heart Full Of Love
11-13-2018, 10:53 AM
He had heard more than saw the furious shouting match between the two vibrant red wolves, and although he had no way of knowing what was being said the dread and fury that had been exchanged between them had been easy to pick up. He recognized both as Célestin’s family but the full nature of the shouting match had been lost on him. It wasn’t until he saw the motley wolf chase after his brooding brother that a true tendril of foreboding began to unfurl in the pit of the Prince’s stomach.
In spite of how dearly he wanted to he could not convince himself that it would be appropriate for him to go to Cél right there and then, so instead he waited, laying in the shade of a willow with his nose tucked into his paws, the walls of his eyes showing as he glanced to see if his friend was anywhere nearby. With a deep huff the dire closed his eyes, his decorum winning over his concern as he attempted to restrain himself. |
| Art by Sterling-Raven |