coffee at midnight

Since the meeting with his litter mates the young boy had been thinking over pretty much everything. Plague walked into that gathering believing that he did not desire a crown but a mere pendant of his undying loyalty. He merely wished to aid his family's Empire as much as possible and he thought he'd be best suited as the second. But, as Venom was granting the title of the one and only heiress while the other four pups sat back and trained to be lesser there was quite an uproar. First Pest then Tox and finally he even spoke up announcing he'd want to be in the running for Emperor. His actions had taken even himself by surprise but he felt as though it'd be unfair to himself to rule the option out so early on in life. Thus, he'd work on his primary training in navigation, fighting, and overall intellect with diplomatic lessons as well. Plague hoped that even if he wasn't destined for the throne he'd come out a better Wolf for have such a grand aspiration.

Hefty paws hit the earth as the white Wolf sprinted through the wilds. Trees and wilderness passed by as he moved through the terrain as if it wasn't even there. Deep forest green eyes were squeezed into slants as they took in each obstacle. In those quick moments of running he found himself controlling his breathing well. The boy wasn't seen panting but calculating his breaths through his nose and mouth with expertise. This was something that he had been working on in his free time. Plague was interested in speed and endurance while awaiting instruction from his mentor. He wasn't interested in passing his time with laziness so he worked day in and day out on many skills.

It wasn't long before the young serpent found his way to the Shrine. The hazy magenta water casted a glow upon the rocks towering above. Plague slowed with ease as his abdomen moved up and down. Despite having trained his breathing he was still labored from the exercise. The beast shook out his body as he took a few steps towards the water. A low growl emitted from his throat as he stretched. After a moment he moved to take a seat at the pool and look down at himself. Green eyes took in his windswept appearance with a rather neutral expression.