dude, quit hitting people with that guitar

Regulus grinned at Lucks exuberance. He didn’t think he’d seen a tail wag that fast before. ”It is. Grandmother said the blue stone is a sapphire. I don’t know how she knew, but Grandmother knew everything, so..” He trailed off in a finalizing tone. Of course, to him, his grandmother had been akin to a goddess. Wise, powerful, beautiful. He didn’t believe that she was truly gone, just because she had died. Like Erani before him in her belief that Cairo would never be gone as long as he was remembered and held dear to those who knew him in their hearts, he believed the same of his grandmother. He liked to think that the sapphire gem in his necklace was a part of her; it was the same color as their eyes, a visual memento of her, nevermind that he found it before her death.

He did find it amusing that a wolf named ‘Luck’ was calling him lucky. Maybe you’ll live up to your name, Luck, and find one for yourself.” His jaws parted in a panting faced laugh. As she lowered herself to her belly, crossing her forelegs, locking eyes with him. After a moment, she spoke up, asking whom else he knew there. He shrugged, looking about. ”No one, yet. I haven’t met many outside my family. A tiger, and a girl pup on an island. That’s it.” He shrugged good naturedly. Her next question was answered easily, though it might have been quite clear that the actual meaning of that question had flown right over his head with a tiny whistle.

”The girl on the island, Ganja, and Cinder- she went to be with Mother for a little while; she’s a cat - are both good friends. The first ones who weren’t related to me.” He said cheerfully, tail sweeping the ground behind him. Yup, he had no idea that she meant someone he saw as a love interest.