Family Ties
11-13-2013, 02:04 PM
Rivaxorus gave a smile towards the king. He had to keep it professional didn't he? With the way things were around here, she really didn't blame him. Though her like many other wolves wished for Isar's head on a silver platter. The woman knew that Taurig was Isar's son. That made her think of Falk, Falk was his little brother. She couldn't lie, she had taken to the male quiet a bit, even though it had only been one meeting. She knew the feeling of love as much as any other wolf. Since she had two mates before this. She couldn't help but to feel somehow she was repeating her steps. Hopefully this time her spouse didn't die from something as stupid as sickness. Her red eyes looked over the king for a few moments. "Are you busy Taurig? I know it's odd for a stranger to ask it, but it seems like you have a lot on your mind. I do wish to speak to you about something as well. A walk would be nice, but you can decline if you wish." Rivaxorus was no stranger to the leader position. She had the experience of being a queen, though many died under her rule which made her slightly less comfortable than she wished. Taurig was a strong man, and she would hate to see his father come to kill him. Though in any mind, he could have a chance at winning. The scars over his nose told a story, but one she would rather not ask about. It was same as the various scars under her soft belly. Hard to see through her fur, but they were still noticeable. Nicks all around, and they were from her father at that. Riv had killed her own father, so oddly she wished, if not wanted to relate to the king a little bit. If she was in love with Falk, then she would have to consider him part of her family as well. Speech Thought Others |