I watched the male and his movements happy to see he was content with relaxing and having pleasant conversation like I was hoping for. I looked at his well earned scars hoping that I do not have to feel the pain of fangs or claws on me someday, but knowing I may as my sister’s sword. I would fight for her, I would be scarred for her if I had too. It was too bad though I couldn’t protect her from finding her soul bond so early but I couldn’t say I was displeased by the matter. At least the elder boy from Diveen was not crazy and obsessive like Leonidas was.

He actually seemed really pleasant… but short. Much too short. I was her brother and I had my ill thoughts about him too, what could he do to protect her, she was already bigger than him too! And he was nearly full grown! A runt! That was what she got and it was sad state but at least he was sane and had some skills. Leo hadn’t even imprinted on her and he acted like a psycho manic wishing to keep all other males away that weren’t related. As protective as I was as his brother, I was not about to keep my sister and future queen from making connections.

I shoved the thoughts to the side focusing again on the male before me, wishing she could have had a tough male like him to protect her and be her personal shield. Well I could wish, but fate was hard to change and usually never did. He repeated my name expertly, I wouldn’t expect less from someone with working ears, then said his own. I raised a brow slightly surprised and intrigued.

Orion… The star of the hunter.” Well he certainly was interesting wasn’t he. I only knew my stars for our ranks were defined by them. Our current Orion, Camelot was a very interesting old wolf with many amazing stories and feats I simply loved to hear. He was our best hunter, though soon I feared he would have to retire. He was as old as my father and growing frail and weak just as my father was too. ”Interesting name, Orion. I assume you live up to that calling well then?” I say with a tilt of my head truly curious now. For usually those took well after their name sakes. I knew I did.

I knew I stated the obvious, but I liked to hear it, liked to make sure they were truthful and while I doubted this young male had anything to hide I never knew. So he has been a wanderer for most of his life? I was kind of envious of him. I would like to see things but I have felt so attached to my family I could not. It was why I lived by hearing tales of others. I could not picture being without my new family, I had lost the first one and it nearly drove me mad to just be alone and wandering nearly his whole life well… ”I bet it gets lonely.” I said without thinking about it, wondering though if perhaps he didn’t have much of a family to begin with. Maybe it was better for him this way. Easier even.


~ Sings To Iophiel’s Soul ~ Serenades None ~