the king wants his gold
08-19-2013, 11:38 AM
The male would laugh, and she would watch, taken aback by the audacity of this so called king. Yet his words would strike her for different reasons, apparently Liberty instigated this entire ordeal. She knew that he was a King, and that he had the power to make her life quite difficult - yet Chrysanthe understood where she might have been coming from. She was an adventurous yearling too, and if she had been in a similar position in a more mischievous mindset she might have done the same thing. Still, it did not make his cackles any less obnoxious or his disrespect toward Liberty make any less of an impact. This man was quite silly and possibly insane.
Still, she would only sigh. He requested her audience and now he was making an utter fool of himself. Oh how she wished that her siblings had kept the throne so that she didn't have to deal with the nut job that had taken their place. Didn't he realize that he was the only one that thought this was funny? Even his little posse took this matter at hand more seriously than he. When he finally turned to leave, she was so tempted by the overt swishing of his tail to fight him then and there for disturbing her peace, but she would see him soon enough.
"Afraid of a few spectators? Why don't you catch up with your "king."" The woman would say, not "If you challenge for another of my members, you make an enemy out of much of Alacritia." Not that Valhalla alone wasn't a force to reckon with - yet should Glaciem make this war, then she would not take them lightly or alone. As of now, they were the alpha's problem, and she would deal with them fairly on her own by fighting for Liberty on the battlefield. If Isardis or Argent pushed and kept challenging for Valhallens, then she would deal with it accordingly.
She would lock eyes with the grey pelted male, and simply watch him leave - before turning toward her own members once the triad was gone. "We have much to discuss Valhalla." Her tone was serious but not somber. She would warn her members of this possible threat, but would not worry them just yet.
Still, she would only sigh. He requested her audience and now he was making an utter fool of himself. Oh how she wished that her siblings had kept the throne so that she didn't have to deal with the nut job that had taken their place. Didn't he realize that he was the only one that thought this was funny? Even his little posse took this matter at hand more seriously than he. When he finally turned to leave, she was so tempted by the overt swishing of his tail to fight him then and there for disturbing her peace, but she would see him soon enough.
"Afraid of a few spectators? Why don't you catch up with your "king."" The woman would say, not "If you challenge for another of my members, you make an enemy out of much of Alacritia." Not that Valhalla alone wasn't a force to reckon with - yet should Glaciem make this war, then she would not take them lightly or alone. As of now, they were the alpha's problem, and she would deal with them fairly on her own by fighting for Liberty on the battlefield. If Isardis or Argent pushed and kept challenging for Valhallens, then she would deal with it accordingly.
She would lock eyes with the grey pelted male, and simply watch him leave - before turning toward her own members once the triad was gone. "We have much to discuss Valhalla." Her tone was serious but not somber. She would warn her members of this possible threat, but would not worry them just yet.