Polar Opposites

Her mind would be kept like an open book, not wishing just judge anyone so quickly... yet. S'alkrie thought, and will always think she'd make a fine queen. Even if her blood isnt of royalty. If anything, She thought she could out match most of Isardis's little girls that think they have crowns upon there heads already. She would roll her shoulders, harnessing the heat around her body, her ears perking at Kyarsts answer. " Thats strange, but dont you get annoyed with the burden you'll have in the near future? Like i dont know... getting time alone withought being harrassed?" She often did wonder if it'd be he or Kuvio that would snatch the crown, and who's rule she'd have to obey. Most of the children here are sired by Isardis, it must be a taste of fresh air to have another around here of new blood. " To be normal? Its pretty fun actually! You can play and explore all you want, and meet many wolves that teach you a different style to life. Maybe one day we can sneak out so you can try it yourself!" the placid babe didnt know what he was implying, but S'alkrie was normal, and there was no denying. But she did have plans on taking a throne, whether it was to marry into one, or steal it for herself. The South seemed quite nice. Her mind would snoop back to the day she had met karmen- the woman with the golden locks showed her anything was possible, even with ought violence. " Hey Kyarst, Why's your brother so shy and your so bold? I thought you'd both be the same." It was true, they both had the same parents and up bringing, it was strange to see them so different.