It's not what they fear most
09-26-2013, 06:07 PM
His numbers were growing. He had three new members in the span of three days. Newt, the former queen of Tortuga now his beta. Hajime, the young man whom had chosen to be a warrior and Poppy, the young woman who had also chosen to be a warrior. It was only three wolves, but he didn't need to start panicking yet. He was barely starting out. More wolves would come. Alacritis always had a constant flow of rogues wandering in and sooner or later more would come wandering to his borders. He just had to be patient. His three current members seemed to be good ones. They all appeared to be trustworthy, even the former queen was willing to work with him to build up his pack. He was grateful that Newt had come back or else he wouldn't have a former ruler to fall back on for advice on anything ruling related. How many rulers here could have that in their disposal? He didn't think many did. So he was very greatful. The Cobalt King would wander through his home, just enjoying the fact that he longer had to listen to what his father said. In fact, the Ice King from the north wasn't even considered his blood anymore. Taurig didn't care much. Isardis hadn't acted like much of a father in the first place, so it wasn't like he was missing something crucial in his life to begin with. The titan was just fine being on his own with the man who was biologically his father. Powerful ebony limbs would pull the king through his territory, audits catching a familiar voice in the distance....Hajime? That was one of his warriors and it sounded like the man was in distress. Worried the titan would move towards the sound of his warrior, icy gaze coming across the man's disgruntled figure. Hajime? Are you okay? Taurig would edge closer, brows furrowing together in worry. What was going on with the man? Talk like this |
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