time

Instinctively he would lean into her, allowing just enough pressure for their pelts to mingle together in harmony. A smile flickered on his features, but didn't linger long enough to be noticed by anything but the muscles in his face. Tail twisted toward her, hoping to intertwine with her own for naught but a moment - anything to reaffirm his longing for her. "Everything," he breathed, scarcely a whisper but loud enough for her to hear, certainly. "Seracia is different. It's massive, and while part of me knows I should be proud about that - the other half can't help but dislike it." He should be proud, he should be gleeful over the growth of a pack he'd been with since the very beginning, and yet all he felt was regret that he had let it go without knowing what his next step in life would be. "My entire life was once centered around ruling Seracia, having children. I've done all of that in my scarce three years. All I can think about is.. what now?" Seracia meant little to him anymore if he couldn't be its King, and fate had told him that - for the time being - he could not. Word had spread that another may be taking over the Kingdom for an indefinite amount of time. He knew he couldn't take another change in leadership. He had been willing to reside under Loccian's command, but no one else's. Confusion shook his insides, rattling them around until he felt he might be sick. Oh, life was tricky.


"Speech,"