careful now

There were perks to being small, Levi would admit-if pressed. Another wolf, a heavier and larger one, like those of his brother and sire, would no doubt crack the ice. Might even fall in to their demise, with little hope of warming up enough even if they did manage to crawl to safety. He supposed that's why this place was so quiet then, most thought it wise to not even run the risk. To leave this place well alone. But not him, not today.

It was as cold as always, but the wind was surprisingly quiet and still. Almost demure in the way it ruffled his coat, like it knew it was unwelcome, that Levi had come here to be alone. Solitude was hard to find in the Armada, he was always part of a whole, part of something more whether he liked it or not. He did not mind the leadership of his sire, found it no less agreeable than Sirius, but still found the Armada...a lot these days. Sometimes wondered if he'd prefer to be a loner, whether being the master of his own helm would satisfy him more than his lot here.

Azure blamed it all on his lack of ambition, that he didn't boot lick like Bas tended to do, but Levi couldn't really agree with that. Levi already knew his worth, had little interest in trying to prove it to anyone else. He didn't want power or the crown, didn't want to be named as an heir alongside his brother. Wasn't that why Azure and Mortis had never gotten along? Cause they had been forced to view one another as opposition. Now, Levi wasn't overly close or affectionate with any of his siblings, but he didn't want to be shoved into disliking Bas either.

Coming to a standstill, Levi looked up at a fir tree that towered ahead of him, cracked its way through the ice as though nothing could hold it back. Was stubbornness a strength? In the tree's case it certainly seemed so.