He never really planned to tell anyone anything of his real past. What they knew was most likely enough for them for he knew that many would not understand their culture in Nahuatl. His tail waved though as he thought of Moth forgetting the bloody past he had led before coming to Moladion. Moth was going to be here in his land with her and that drove him even more to make sure he remained leader of these lands and continue to make it the peaceful utopia he dreamed. A land that would be perfect to carry out the remainder of her life with no worries of war or demons. They were safe here; he had a pact with Iromar to keep them on good terms, but Diveen had enough Wolves to fight with Iromar and even more warrior blood in their children.

He knew Isola never planned for war to happen again under her rule anyway, so they were safe and they would hopefully not need his assistance in that. For he would side with Diveen should they fight again and need him. He would ask, order or send of his own warriors though; he had pledged himself and only himself to fight for them. Still it was now becoming a mute point that his Moth was now safely here in Taviora with him.

Her multi-shaded form had been pressed into his own, he held her for a moment feeling the closeness of the connection and feeling so complete. Coza loved the feeling and now that she was staying in Taviora he knew he wouldn’t ever have to be away from her again. She would always be near and around to help. She would do more for him than she would even know. Something he did worry about was his own ability to control himself, he never had any problems with the lures of Winter, he had always managed to keep the primal desires under control and it led to him having no children despite his age.

It wasn’t that he was old, but most males he had met at least had children out there. With a mate or female he had run into or otherwise. He reminded himself that he had no mate to have pups with then, but with Moth staying with him and him wanting to stay with her he knew he might be tried a little more this winter. Still he didn’t want to hurt her or risk her health for the sake of having pups. He would try to keep himself cool as they say. It wasn’t to say though that if he failed to contain himself and all went well that he wouldn’t thoroughly enjoy having children though.

She pulls away letting the thoughts of the coming winter months simply play a few fantasies in his mind before fading away. Letting the now sink back in as her smile lights up her features. His almost full brown banner waved lightly grinning at her as she seemed so happy to be allowed to stay. Had she thought he would say no? Never. He wanted it just as badly as she had. He didn’t really want to be apart after this day and now they wouldn’t. She showed how happy she was giving him a nuzzle and soft kiss on his muzzle moving away and speaking once more.

He had worried about her friends, but she was right, though the same could be said with them as well. But this way it was honestly perhaps easier for them to see each other when he wasn’t so busy doing the things he had to do to keep the pack moving. Everything she had said had rang true and hopefully she could find more friends here in Taviora. He had his friends for sure and he thought that maybe she could meet Hush and Sen sometime to get to know his Moladion friends so she could be friends with them as well. With Sen being a healer he was certain that they would cross paths sometime with or without his help. ”I understand. I need you too, you is my will to drive forward when most is not wanting to anymore and I am very happy you are here.” His tail continued waving happy that she had made this choice knowing everything he had worried and thought about when it came to choosing to live here instead of Taviora. She knew just as he did with finding himself a younger partner, all worries were out in the open and now gone. It was just them now.

It seemed she was ready to continue their little game and this time he felt a bit more prepared for her shenanigans. Though where she started he was taken by surprise. Her small light form tackled into his and just to play her game the large male laughed and simply allowed her to win, falling on the ground and sending one of his equally large paws to keep her at bay from his ears. He nosed and bumped her playfully as she assaulted them, until finally she wriggled away and started running off again into the forest. He rolled quickly onto his paws taking off after her feeling lighter than he had the first time she had started this game. If someone thought this was an odd sight perhaps they were right but he just wanted to enjoy the game and chase for now.

He knew she would be faster, but still he drove forward as quickly as he could to catch up gaining only a little ground but maneuvering around the trees to head her off when she went in any particular direction. He was the king of these woods and he knew them well, so he tried to head her off and this time ‘win’ at this little chasing game.

"This me speak your tongue."
"This is me speaking my Nahuatl tongue"


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==--7 Years—Keeps Moth's Soul—Guards his Own Heart—>