Softer, more gentle
12-19-2013, 12:04 AM
The soft sand of the beach felt nice on his paws for the young king. Red eyes looking at his reflection in the water. He and his uncle had lodged themselves in this island, neighboring that of which Taurig had decided to move his family. Something of a foolish manner he thought slightly. Though he wouldn't resent, Taurig had been like a father to him. Yet now he had his own mind, his own thoughts, his own ambitions. There was no stopping the thought of leadership that would grow over his heart. Only to try and strive to become better and live here with Allen until things arose to be the time to claim something of a kingdom for the spirit his mother told him how she wished a kingdom of hers would still stand. Hajime gave a pitiful flick of his black ear. Raising his head, to look at the mountains of dove's mounting themselves in the tree's. The main food source for him and his uncle. If not for the various rabbits that made their home here. It was ideal for a pack, just as the inu island was. A brother to the islands. Rikaru being in view. Inu only a small swim away. Where Hajime could watch the wolves at the shore all he wanted if it was honestly a activity he would partake in. In which he wouldn't. Speech, |