Truth

Androcles set off at midnight, crawling from his mother's den slowly with a low stance as he moved over the terrain with swiftness. his shadow casting over the moonlit plains as he made his way to the whistling willows on a naughty whim. Érebos' hawk followed suit, chirping as if to ask him where he was going.

his ears flattened, offended and annoyed as he tried to lose them. but as Androcles approached the water with the large willow tree, the prince gasped. "How cool is this.. We don't have any trees like this at home.." he glanced at the hawk in flight just above his head before looking back in awe at the waving tree leaves. "Bet I ca-" he stopped, jumping back at the sound of nearby frog croaking. he nearly whined but that all changed when he realized what startled him. with pressed brows, the boy barked. "Prepare to die." he exhaled before puffing his chest up and angling his crystal crown towards the amphibian before he'd charge.





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