Moral to the Story

"A title you would like, huh? That eager to be like your father? Look, even searching for a nursemaid for your whelps. I take it you weren't raised by your mother either, or you’d have more manners." The words had her ears pinning. Her eye shooting to Ultyr with a slight panic to them. Was he going to be angry over the insolence? She wasn't certain she could handle a tantrum right now. She indeed felt how his muscles grew taut under his skin. Her eye dropping to the ground and her own muscles readying themselves to drop to the ground if he became angry enough to show her just how angry he was. "I am not my father." His words had her taking a deep breath. No he wasn't but that didn't mean Lailah wasn't aware she was in a dangerous place over half the time. Her paw moved to smooth the fur on his paw absentmindedly.

"You can't guilt me into joining you, if that’s your goal. You’ll either have to beg me to join you or kill me, I value my freedom more than others." The words shouldn't of shocked her but they did. Her paw paused and she tensed, waiting for him to coil and spring. For him to knock her around, even if on accident. Anger was a powerful emotion and she knew the behemoth over her could wield it the same as his father. Though his words next had her eye looking up to him with shock. "I am the God-Prince Ultyr and I will not beg. She won't need a nursemaid, though I had hoped you might lead me to your siblings. Alas, you seem as lost as we are, we'll have to continue our search where we last found their scent. I won't bother you any longer." His paw was unwrapped as he made to move and she was quick to scrabble to her feet and follow. He had scented others? Was that? She took a good sniff then and then looked down in concentration. Brain working out the similarities.

A moment and her eyes were wide with the revelation of where she had smelled something similar that had puzzled her all the same. It had been on the beach south, very south! She knew where to start! At that she was picking up her pace and moving so she could take the lead, determination in her half blind gaze. There were more and she had been so close before!

"Things I Hear"