Can you not hear her tone? She does not think of you as a friend!
She does! I...I know she does!
Dusk knew the girl had to be his friend, or think of him as such. He didn't want to believe, but what if the voice in his head was correct? What if she doesn't think of him as a friend?
Finally see my way? She just wants more wolves for her little empire!
The man strained to ignore the whisper stuck in his mind. He focused himself on the princess's words, how bitter they seemed to him. There was no warmth in her usual happy tone, just the coldness and the dry that made Dusk curse himself for his foolish acts. If this girl wanted to replace him, fine, so be it. He could always find a new friend, somewhere. With his claws tearing the soft grass beneath him, his emotions burned him in anguish. He did not care. Perhaps it was best for him to leave. Until he heard, But if we build our numbers, then the strain won't be so heavy,
and maybe we can be friends.
Build our numbers? Into what? An empire? Pack? But just the 'we' made him feel belonged and wanted. She needed him. All this time, he thought he was going to be replaced but now...they can be friends. And imagine more! Like a whole kingdom! More than just the willows and them! Like..a palace. What a dream that would be. But something better than that sparked the man with happiness with excitement, friendship. Though he mustn't get ahead of himself, or too excited for that matter. With his saddened look cleared away, he would curiously ask the princess what she meant by 'build our numbers'. A pack or what? That he would need to ask her.
"What do you mean by 'build our numbers'? As a pack or empire?" He asked curiously with an intrigued look, his tail wagging with excitement. More friends could perhaps come useful for Dusk. But he was already soon to be friends with the girl just across from him. What more could he ask for?
"Speech" Think
