Tornadic, like his sister had been in a bad mood since arriving in the north. His father had gone from being a king to being…Nothing. They were once royalty an now they were nameless underlings under an alpha they had never met before, expected to follow his rules rather than be obeyed. It was a temporary setback he assured himself, and one day he would be respected as a king again.
He wobbled past the borders, his paws still too big for his small body with his head raised purposefully although he had no destination in mind. He wanted stability in his life but it seemed he wouldn’t find it as long as he was with his father.
