The Black Butterfly

He had followed her quietly at first, keeping to the shadows and staying out of the way when she spoke to the Glaciem queen. This was where his son had gone? Some small part of him desired to pull himself from the shadows and speak to the queen, ask about his son but this was business so he stayed quiet and in the shadows. When his queen finally left the boarders he would turn and follow her, trailing a ways behind as he debated going back and calling for the Glaciem queen once more. But soon he was padding along faster, long legs rolling forwards until he was trailing so his head almost touched her hip. He said nothing to her, allowing her to muse in her own thoughts. But whatever they were didn't seem to be good he noted as he noted the way her fur bristled and whole demeanour changed. For a moment he would slow as she redirected her course, falling back a slight bit as verdant gaze followed her slowly disappearing form.

Soon an angry tone reached his ears and he was forced into movement agin, setting off after her at an easy lope as massive male came lumbering through the brush onto the scene. His queen was already setting her defences and though the massive male had no clue what was going on he didn't question it. For a moment he would stand a bit to the side, blinking carefully before he noted another not unfamiliar face on the scene. Hadn't they sparred? Slowly Ky would slip around, moving to stand near Etern. He smelt of the pack they had just visited, Glaciem? Would he know his son? "Let them work it out?" It was not a demand or a harsh words, it was a simple request, words hushed for the blue male to hear alone. Wait, didn't this male have a tail before. "Earthquake wound?" he would ask as if polite conversation was all that he was here for when in fact he was ready to hop in if any harm was to come to his queen.

Speech!