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Posted on February 26, 2014 at 03:58:39 PM by Zeltzin
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The girl tilted her head slightly at the adult female. She was so fussed over hair and looks how many wolves had that obsession? Yeah her parents like to make sure she was clean before bed and stuff but all the time? Crazy! They let her have fun and wrestle and beat up her brothers whenever she wanted, though they never let her get into too much trouble. The girl looked upon the adult wolfess with a kind curiosity for the moment, but she was like that with all wolves. Heyel would have received a better welcoming should he been able to at least say her name right! Old Man Heyel! Though she also liked her brothers nicknames that he had found for him in their father’s tongue she preferred to make sure others knew what she was saying if she was insulting them. Thankfully this strange wolfess that at least normal, save her obsession with clean, Zeltzin smiled as the wolfess said she did not know the old white wolf and she couldn’t help but giggle at her disgust over him. But if she didn’t know him how did she know him? Being famous or infamous didn’t quite make since to the girl just yet, she didn’t know that her father was quickly becoming well know about the lands of Moladion too as the gentle king of the forest, though he would hate to be referred to as king, how did that happen? ”If you don’t know the old man how do you know who I am talking about? Are you lying? Nantli says it’s bad to lie. I haven’t heard of who he was until he came into Taviora saying all sorts of weird things. Like being momma’s king and stuff.” The girl certainly was curious and just a little naïve. She tilted her head to the side when she continued saying that Heyel was bad and he was a murderer? That honestly scarred her, she didn’t know exactly what murder was but blood of others? That sounded awful! But again it begged the question on how she knew these things. He built his kingdom on the blood of others? That was scary and the girl shrunk slightly at the thought of knowing someone built a land of blood! ”You.. you mean like deer blood right… no one could build a kingdom out of like… wolf blood.” She said obviously scared. He was right there he didn’t look bloody, but nor did the maw of her father after a hunt, blood could be washed away. ”Did his kingdom of blood wash away? Why would my mom want to be a part of a kingdom of blood.” She whimpered. Her mother was the most kind wolfess she knew, her and her father were both kind. If Heyel was supposedly her ‘King’ that would have meant at some point her mother was part of that bloody kingdom. That fusty old man that got told off by a pup? There was no way he could have done so much bad. ”I don’t wanna go home yet, I came out here to explore and I never get to go out. Daddy doesn’t think it’s safe.” She says though unknowingly had already said where she belonged she still didn’t want to go home yet. There would be time for her mother and father to clean her later for now she wished to know how Heyel was so bad and to perhaps explore a little more if she could clear her mind of all the things that would have had to die to make a blood kingdom. |
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