There had been a subtle movement in her features - so small, so not-quite-there but he knew it to be a smile his beloved kept so tightly under wrap. Sometimes, he doubted she understood just how much he would undergo to turn that tiny twitch in her lip into something much greater; it's for that reason that he plans such grandeur ideas. It is all for her, and the chance to satisfy his own dominance and desire for change had simply been a perk, really. Had he wanted nothing more to remain belly up, he would have still fought for a land simply for her. To please her was simply his nature, not second but completely and entirely.

Seems she couldn't keep it under lock and key forever, though, and soon enough he found himself grinning alongside her like a love struck fool. Really, that's what he was - everything was perfect, even the way the white draped over her neck cut through the black of her pelt so sharply. There had never been a creature like her and there never would be again. He was, though, a little surprised by her apparent agreement to leave Iromar - he raised a brow expectantly, tilting his muzzle down briefly as he waited for her to bristle or bite at him in disapproval. Thankfully it never came and he continued to lope more gleefully than ever, his strides bouncing and a quiet laughter thrumming within his chest.

"We will find you a land so beautiful that all others shall envy it - they will come for miles to simply bask in its glow and we shall serve them as King and Queen."

The prospect of it was exciting and already his mind raced ahead, assessing and remembering every pack to have already existed in Moladion - Spirane, Diveen, Glorall. Iromar had always been out of the question but what of the others? There were rumors though, and he frowned at the memory of such a thing - rumors that others had begun to scout for a new land, one that had been freed from the emptiness the crater had befallen upon it. If they were right and the winds did not lie, then there was a whole new world just waiting for them to reach out and take from it - there would be no memory attached to it, no spiteful pack beneath them. It would be free and fresh, and though the idea of the others seeking such a place made the fur over his spine bristle, the idea of them taking it long before the others brought his broad smile back.

He reached for her, pressing his neck against hers and returning her gesture with own series of licks across her muzzle. What would she think? Would she, too, desire such a land - one untouched by any other for so many years? And what would she think of the ... diplomacy he had to offer in due time? His ears fell back slightly, his head tilted as he pressed against her to stop - his body darting in closer and leaning into hers.

"I have heard of a place, my love, a place that has no others there - a new territory, one not so far from here that seeks a rightful Queen. We can build our own legacy from nothing," he cooed quietly into her, his warm breath finding mingling with her own.

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