Blue Skies

*Kamala* · 08-16-2013, 10:38 AM

Kamala

Ears flicking slightly, Kamala glanced in Aeil's direction as the other female spoke. She seemed kind enough, the kind of wolf that Kamala would be glad to claim as a member of Seracia. Their membership varied greatly, but Kamala was proud of all of her members. This female, however, was a comfort right then. She was no Maverick, but Kamala was not interested in approaching her brother right then, and this female was nice enough. The kind of wolf that Kamala could see herself as friends with maybe. It was hard to imagine friends right then. Kamala had always been closest to her brothers, and with one gone, she had simply drawn that much closer to Maverick. She had not sought out romance or even friendship since Valkis had vanished.

Distracted by her thoughts, it took Kamala a few moments to answer Aeil's words. "Of course not," Kamala assured the female with a halfhearted twitch of her tail, "My brother surely thought long and hard about who he would choose as his heir until his pups grew older." She was a temporary Princess. Soon enough, she would be Grand Duchess again, the rank in which Kamala felt most comfortable thus far. It was a supporting role, and that was the kind of role she had always wanted. Leadership had never been something that Kamala was interested in seeking out. "And I will never do anything to harm Seracia." On purpose, anyways. She was harming it right now by being this way, wasn't she? She wasn't the Princess that Seracia needed, not right then. But could she be that Princess? Perhaps, with time. But Kamala wasn't going to hold her breath. It wouldn't take Maverick long to replace her, anyways.

The female blinked, turning her gaze on the other wolfess as Aeil spoke. "I..." She could lie. She could deny it, even give a wag of her tail for good measure. This wolf was a stranger. She had no right to know. But Kamala had never been a good liar. She had not practiced before this, honestly, and she knew that her acting fell flat at times. It seemed that it had not been nearly enough to hoodwink this stranger. "The way that I became Princess is not the way that I would wish. I saw my mother killed by my father before he chose to step down. I would have much preferred to stay Grand Duchess if it would have meant that my mother would live and my father not have her blood on his paws." It was a longwinded explanation, and most of the truth, at any rate. It felt good to unload at least that much on this female. She might understand and she might not. It didn't matter. Just saying it was enough to make Kamala feel a little better.

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