The scent of the King soared proudly into the pack air. His fragrance was one of the two strongest scents within Aurora. Leila understood that he had been absent from the pack, fighting a challenger who had dared disturb the peace that resided in the Kingdom. Her ears pinned to her slender head as she distinguished the scents of blood and wounds. It was unavoidable that he would not get damaged but as the ashen maiden stood, she silently pleaded that Kalgalath’s injuries were not fatal. He was strong but even the strongest of wolves could be hurt of even defeated, though she hoped that this was not the result. Even the thought of Aurora being controlled by another wolf sent rebellious thought coursing through her mind. Her submission would never be a stranger, only to King Kalgalath and Queen Zig. But she had much faith in Kal’s strength and so travelled with a sense of optimism, following the memory of his howl.

When the black dame arrived upon the scene, she was met by several other pack mates. Like her, they would all follow Kalgalath. Ripe pumpkin eyes rested fondly and curiously upon each member. Zig was closest, sharing a moment of intimacy. Kong and Chenzii stood nearby conversing. Though Leila knew of their presence, she had never taken an opportunity to talk to them. But being polite, she regarded each wolf with a dip of her head before carrying on to the body of her King. His appearance shocked her. His dappled body was caked in a layer of blood, crimson liquid awarding him with almost an impression of a killer. Though Leila knew that he could never be such a thing- he was a creature of loyalty and compassion.

“Hi Zig,” she greeted cheerfully but her eyes fell upon the pitiful body of Kal once again. “I’m glad to see you back alive, Kally, though I always knew that you would win. I hope you excuse my laziness around the pack of late, and don’t hesitate to let me know if there’s anything you need.” With a final smile, she gently touched her nose to his neck and padded away. And though it was a small action, it expressed her warmth for her dear friend and her gratefulness for his loyalty to the pack. Leila had not conversed with Kal in many weeks, and the thought saddened her but she knew that his time was occupied by many factors, many of which that she was not concerned with.

ooc - ACK, sorry for the awful post! I haven't got a whole bunch of muse for Leila and I wanted to get this up asap.


oh darling, won't you dance with me?