Wondering Eyes, Wondering Soul

She seemed to take his advice. He hoped he wasn't coming off too fatherly or paternal - he'd only meant to warn her that danger could be lurking nearby. The King's face sobered as she grimaced slightly and continued speaking. He hoped he hadn't frightened her too much. However, the grimace faded from her face quickly and a smile fluttered onto his own. "I am glad I did as well. I should hate to see something bad happen to someone so kind." The King hated all forms of injustice, but it would be horrible to see anything bad happen to Aeil. She seemed so kind and genuine, a really special sort of wolf. A chuckle vibrated in his chest before slipping from slightly agape lips as once more their conversation shifted to that of a far lighter matter. "Neither have I, perhaps we should start a club." There was a certain twinkle in his eye that was rarely seen, and was beautiful and genuine at the same time. "I talk a lot to almost anyone, though if I get a bad vibe from a wolf I tend to close off a bit." He had had only a few bad vibes in his life, the most recent being Viridiana of Tortuga. He wasn't particularly trusting of the darker aligned pack, but had reluctantly forced himself to be as kind as possible to her.

Clouds blanketed the sky, shunning the sun from the area. The King was thankful for this, as the darker hues in his coat tended to draw the warmth to him rather than away from him. Already he could feel his body cooling and becoming less restless. She went on to answer his question about packs and the King tilted his head slightly with a smile. She wasn't sure there were packs around? How could there not be? An ear flickered idly as she mentioned she wouldn't mind joining one. Hm, perhaps this would be a beneficial meeting on top of a good one. "I am very much a part of one.." he trailed off slightly for emphasis. "I am its King." He would let the realization sink into her mind before he continued on.

"Speech"