Pawprints in the Foreign Soil
03-19-2013, 12:57 PM
Maverick had heard the call, but had not exactly hastened to arrive. His father was there well before him, but it didn't bother him in the least. His father was King, he had to show up to things like this. Maverick had only come out of absolute boredom, and a bit of curiosity. As he came upon the scene, he found his father facing two females. One female was older, age clearly marked on her features and demeanor, while the other was younger. Maverick wondered if they were coming to join, or if perhaps they were just passing through and father had intercepted them before they could make the mistake of trespassing. But that couldn't be the case, they had howled for Seracia, had they not? The boy approached, brushing his side against his father supportively and lovingly. The words that came out of the King's mouth were not expected, but were highly anticipated all the same. Crowned Prince. It had finally happened. Though this wasn't the formal introduction of his title, Maverick was officially Prince. A smile crossed his features as he tried to remain formal like his father, turning his head to the women and offering a simple nod and a greeting. "Hello." His father could handle the rest, now they just needed to wait. Speech, |