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Albion
01-30-2022, 04:24 PM
Albion didn’t get a lot of personal time with Dalila, but that didn’t diminish how much he loved her. Dalila had been there as long as he could remember, she was cemented in his family tree as much as Siren and Chimera. He wanted to please her as much as either of them, so he followed her out on patrol with no complaint. Though really Albion never really said much to begin with, he was incredibly observant though.
Massive ivory paws carried him after Dalila as she led him to patrol around the dam and off the island. This was a rare treat, what with the attack on the border not so long ago he felt a little stifled and cooped up. Albion paced at Dalila’s side and paused as she paused, stilling his movements in the copse of trees. The queen drew the boy’s attention across from them and he looked just in time to see the hyena poke out.
Ghostly blue eyes widened in surprise at the sudden predator. His father kept everything so safe and protected… He realized in that moment Chimera was not alone in holding Fenmyre’s borders. That task rested on Dalila’s shoulders, the other pack member’s shoulders… One day, today even, it would rest on his.
Albion’s ivory splattered hackles rose up his neck as he instinctively fell into his defensive stance.
Albion Klein
Massive ivory paws carried him after Dalila as she led him to patrol around the dam and off the island. This was a rare treat, what with the attack on the border not so long ago he felt a little stifled and cooped up. Albion paced at Dalila’s side and paused as she paused, stilling his movements in the copse of trees. The queen drew the boy’s attention across from them and he looked just in time to see the hyena poke out.
Ghostly blue eyes widened in surprise at the sudden predator. His father kept everything so safe and protected… He realized in that moment Chimera was not alone in holding Fenmyre’s borders. That task rested on Dalila’s shoulders, the other pack member’s shoulders… One day, today even, it would rest on his.
Albion’s ivory splattered hackles rose up his neck as he instinctively fell into his defensive stance.