Whose bed have your boots been under?
03-14-2013, 12:57 PM
Of course there was always the chance that his Valhalla princess (for he considered her very much his) wouldn't want to bother with seeing him again. After all, it was a few hours walk from her home to this place. Of course.. Maverick could go and visit her if she was willing to see him, he wouldn't mind making the trek if it meant more time spent like this. He'd walk all of Alacritia for time like this. With her, he felt like he could be completely himself.. at home he was a puppet being controlled by those around him. He loved his home, but at times it could be too much for the yearling to handle. That was the main reason why he wandered. He continued to swim, occasionally turning to keep his eyes on her. She too appeared at home in the water, and swam fairly well. Maverick couldn't help but daydream about what it would be like taking her home to Seracia and showing her around. He had no clue what Valhalla looked like, but was certain she'd like his home as well. Oh how he wished he could take her there, but he was absolutely certain his parents would be outraged at his bringing a complete stranger home, particularly one that was of a different pack. If she was a rogue he would be rewarded for bringing another subject into Seracia, but a Valhallan would certainly be questioned. The soon-to-be Prince half wondered what sort of relationship the two packs might have, or what kind they could have. Perhaps he ought to bring up Valhalla, maybe even encourage his father to go there and seek an alliance. Certainly that would help their relationship, right? Alliances meant that the packs could intermingle as they wished, and had a strong bond of trust, friendship, and loyalty. Yes, he would have to bring up Valhalla in a way that would push his father to take a trip there. He at least had to try. His musings ceased as the water she shook off sprayed onto his face. He snorted lightly and laid his ears back as if he were upset, but then quickly returned them to normal and gave a sly grin, shaking his own head in her direction. Her response came and the smile he'd been holding back crawled onto his mask, remaining there until her last statement, when it was overtaken by a puzzled look. Of course I'll have you.. He paused, thinking. I don't know how we'd manage that either. We could plan to meet up in a few days, but what if one of us is busy and can't get away? Maverick was particularly worried about this because she was soon to be in training for her position, and he was due to be named Prince any day now. No doubt they would both be much busier when all of that began. He didn't know what to do, or how they would make this work.. but he wanted it to. Speech, |
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