Wind in the Willows

He gave another smirk at her reply, but chose to not answer her with some comment. he was busy reading in to what she said, along with the sneer at the end. She might have sneered at the motherly things part of it. Being a mother was probably not something that a youth like her would enjoy, based on what he had pieced together so far on her personality. But now, she mumbled something else, her words lost to him. His eyebrows lifted a bit, but he did not ask her to repeat it and speak up. God, he would sound like his mother if he did that, and sound as old as he really was, something that he definitely did not want to seem at the moment. Probably a bit too late to act younger to get her to be more at ease with him. Talking to a peer was easier then an elder.



"Valhalla is only a portion of the region, its really not all too far from here. I believe we are still the largest pack. There are other packs, of course, Seracia, Ludicael, Glaciem, Amenti, and Tortuga. Valhalla is ruled by the Adravendi's, my kin. My aunt, Chrysanthe is our leader and my other aunt , Epiphron, wed Maverick the Prince of Seracia. My other aunt and my uncle held Glaciem for a very short stint but she chose to abandon her seat and now is god knows where surely about to pop, last I knew she was pregnant." He nodded and tried to keep track of the who's and the what's. He was mainly interested in the mention of the other packs, and the fact that her aunt was the leader of the largest pack in this land. That little tidbit might put quite a damper on things. Fooling around with a princess would be bad if the queen found out. From his experience, moms didn't take to him well. A powerful mom would probably be even worse. Much, much worse. Bad enough that he feared he could loose his manhood.



"That wounds like a complicated family." He managed to comment before she was talking again, reveling that she was the heir to this large and powerful pack. A crown Princess then and not just some other princess that would never truly rule unless the other siblings all died or ran off in to the world. "So, should I be calling you Your Highness now, Dear?" He gave a chuckle and lifted an eyebrow at her, a trick he had perfected. "And you clearly are awesome enough without having to be a princess. You probably have quite a lot of boys begging for your attentions in your home." A gleam entered his two eyes.



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