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N/A · 03-17-2013, 09:38 PM

He was eager to know, to learn, to prove himself. Somewhere deep in his mind he was assured that if he knew things his siblings didn't, it would put him ahead for the future, for the crown. It was what he strove for more than anything else in the world. Maverick wanted to be Prince, wanted to be King someday. To lead Seracia in his own special way. A King brought justice, ensured tranquility, and sought the greater good of his subjects. Maverick wanted to be King. But he also wanted to just know things, to be good at everything. Fighting was a given, as a King needed to be skilled at battle. But healing was important too, for a battler often needed healing. And Hunting, who didn't need to know that? Everyone needed to at least be able to bring down small prey to sustain themselves in the event that others could not pitch in and help out. Maverick knew the gist of hunting, and he knew that fighting came partially by instinct alone, but healing.. healing was entirely a learned skill. It was healing that he assumed would be the most difficult to learn.

As she began to step forward he followed suit obediently. She was kind enough to teach him, and he would be respectful enough to keep up. The noble's tail flagged out behind him lazily, waving back and forth in rhythm with his steps. The two paraded toward the delta where he was sure a lot of plants would be located. He knew they were there, just didn't know what they might be used for. She had been looking at him for quite a while, but Maverick just assumed she was admiring his pelt. It was quite unique. Then, she spoke.

"Nothing really interesting, no." He gave a slight smile, more out of habit than actual necessity for one. Life here was boring, at least for the yearling. There weren't any others his age to play with besides his siblings, and Valkis was an absolute bore. Kamala wasn't so bad, but she always seemed to get up before him and be out exploring or with their father. It worried him how close the two of them seemed to be, Maverick hoped she wasn't weaseling her way into the position of Princess. "What about you?" It was kind to return the question, but he also was genuinely curious.

"Speech,"

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