might is power
02-24-2014, 07:27 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-25-2014, 05:43 AM by Aldoro.)
The man had heard the dreadful news. The original queen defeated her, and kept her position as queen of Olympus. Aldoro felt extremely sympathetic for his beloved wife. She had seemed to work so hard...to work for this position. As the queen of a pack. And for her to just loose like that- is was horrific. Him and a blue wolf named Etern made a deal that he would be trained...but now that Six had lost, they'd need to decide what to do now. But currently he was looking for her. His wife. The man felt just as sick as she did for loosing. Not because he didn't become the king or the sub-alpha--- because he saw the excitement in her eyes every time she spoke about becoming queen of Olympus. It was so heartbreaking. And he was frantic to comfort her...and to help her regain her confidence. Even if it meant an angry Six, doubting all his words. He'd be there for her nevertheless. Icy snow crunched beneath his massive paws as he trotted calmly along the powder-covered terrain. His fur was tainted in faint snowflakes, that melted within seconds amongst his ebony fur. But there were so many that they looked like stars in the night sky, disappearing quickly. Quicker than they should be. Aldoro wasn't caught on this thought though. He was constantly thinking about how Six lost, and if she'd be okay...oh, how sad this was. The woman lit up every time she talked about becoming a queen. She was just a natural born leader, and yet, she lost! The man thought this was simply obtuse. But while thinking about this dreadful event, he carried his massive frame across the snow-covered earth, his eyes stuck on the ivory ground. A few blades of dead grass stuck up from the earth, and some trees here and there. Such an unorganized terrain. But he sensed Six was here, and he'd find her, to comfort her. Lifting his large crown slowly, the brute inhaled the fumes around him once more while continuing to stroll along the snow. Six was near him. He picked up his pace, now beginning to run. Though within minutes, that black figure of Six's appeared within his field of vision. She was curled up in a miserable-looking posture. Aldoro's blunt expression was exchanged immediately with an uneasy frown. He approached her ebony frame, towering over her head and licking at her ears. This was just to alert her that her husband was here to comfort her...the man lowered right at her side and wrapped one of his forelimbs around her neck. He nuzzled into her furry neck and licked her calmly. Then, soft words interrupted the peace. "It's okay...Six. You did outstanding, no matter what any dumbass says. I bet you could try again sometime..." He tried to reassure her, sighing and leaning his head against her. "I love you, Six." That was all he said. He couldn't think of anything else...the brute really was trying to help. But he's never felt what she has...so there was no way he could really communicate. |