It was the child whom came first, one not so much younger then myself and marked in a way much the same, though I know readily that she is not of my own blood and indeed, perhaps she is better for it, I cannot say. I turned the violet blue of my gaze upon her as she came, head lowering to her own. Though indeed we are much the same within age, it is the nature of my blood that I am sized as others are not, the blood of Devil and grandmother Kiska, the last of the dire wolves ensuring a size incomparable to most though I see little need for such a thing. My size will not help to assure others of what I desire, perhaps it will seek to intimidate in time and yet that is not what I seek. Another challenge it seem, to stand in the way of what must be done though how it is I will convince the lands of caves and forest, plateau and river and mountain to see what they are to blind to view I do not know. Perhaps when I have taken the crown I desire there will be those whom will look upon me with an understanding of that which I must do, though I am assured the price I pay will be far too high. I will lose my family- all of them and perhaps it is I shall not be able to speak as I do now to the girl as a smile graces the my lips of snow, red-ringed eyes turned upon her, the flames of the rising sun upon my chest lit to a deep reddish glow.
“No, This is not the land I chose to live in, though it is lovely. I look as many of my blood and my blood is within many packs. Perhaps you know my aunt and my cousins? Sinopa is sister to my mother and her sons, Sinclair and Lamar are my cousins. I am Solaris- a once Prince of Diveen but now of Taviora.”
I smiled once more, for truly young as she was, I thought her most lovely indeed, my tail given to wave as my attention returned to Tesseract, a wolf I knew in name and talk but do not recall having met, moving to seat myself beside Coza before the Alpha of Glorall turned his attention upon myself, violet and blue gaze resting against him as he apologised for his daughter, my head given to shake softly.
“I am glad, I think, that she has not. To be individual in my family is a difficult thing. Bene est (it is fine).”
I simply nodded a greeting of sorts, falling silent once more, that latina rolling easily from my tongue before I silenced it, ears turning now to listen to Coza speak once more, introducing himself as he did so, answering the question of the other as to where we had come from. There is little I have to say on this, though indeed my thoughts remain busy, listening easily to each word said, turning it within my mind. I shall speak if need be, if not I am happy to simply sit and listen to what is said and decided, my eyes drawn readily back to the small girl. So lovely she is.
Solaris
41in, 185lbs || Kane x Isola || Brother of Achilles, Sage, Forfax, Haziel, Ariel || Angel Prince of Diveen/Runner of Taviora |