Allen had never before seen this place. He had taken a walk from Hajime and the pups during the middle of the night, though not before letting his nephew know that he would be returning before the sun rose. Just a run, a bit of exploring, and he would have cleared his head surely. Allen felt a bit frustrated, irritated with the new holder of Ebony. Hajime had spoken highly of the previous Queen, and yet she had place the pack with someone who was not empathic enough to hold her post. It was a shame, especially since none of the family would be able to visit Elsa's grave now, but such was the cost. They were not wanted there, deemed traitors. Yet it was only due to the pain of their hearts and the losses that seemed endless in coming. This woman clearly didn't understand that.
But that was behind them now, and Allen would focus instead on the beauty around him. Water sloshed under his paws as he walked under the willows. The moon shown down from above, lighting the water with an almost otherworldly beauty. It was as if he had walked into a dream. He felt strangely at peace in this moment, breathing in and out as he moved his calico coated form onward. Surely he would need to bring the children her someday. Hajime's children, since they were still young. Perhaps they would believe the place was magic, full of fairytale and wonder. Some lighthearted stories would do them well in these dark times he was sure. Stories of happiness and love, of things going right.
The brute would slow, giving a soft sigh as he looked around. There was time before morning yet, and for now he was content to remain where he was. Dark forest green orbs would shift up to the moon filtering down to the world below. "There are so many others I wish could be with me to see this..." He would whisper softly.
"Speech", 'Thought'
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