Frankly, My Dear...

Loccian was out looking for herbs that were springing up around the land from this weather, ones that needed a bit more time to grow than others. It is nice having fresh supplies, you never know what would happen at any given moment. Like right now, a howl ripped through the land, reaching Loccian's ears and causing her jump. Who... was that the King? She wondered, stopping where she was and listening to it. His howl was loud, and something about it made her worry, it seemed like he needed something urgently. Did something happen? Is he hurt? She had never heard a call like before which was why it worried her, but instead of going to him she waited a bit, seeing if somebody would answer him that was closer.

After nobody called back for a few moments she rose her head to the sky,jaws ajar and sang back to the King, letting him know she was on her way. Instantly after that she lowered her head and sprung forward, legs working, paws drumming against the ground. She hoped nothing bad had happened, but with a call like that she could not prepare herself properly.

How long did it take till she reached the area the howl came from, a couple minutes, an hour? She hoped it was not that long. Paws moved quickly but carefully along the rivers bank, grey eyes searching, ears swiveling, nose smelling the air for any signs of her King. It took a bit but she finally managed to catch something, his strong scent, but there was something mixed in with it. Lady Adette? She inhaled deeply, pushing Gerhardt's to the side to focus on the Queen's. Something, something about it didn't seem right. It was this that caused her to call out. Sir Gerhardt? Lady Adette? Her voice was loud, paws moving once more along the bank. Looking for the Seracian rulers.




"action.
talk.
think.
you."