I did enjoy the presence of youthful innocence. I, myself, had my own, and yet there was a certain tone in which she radiated that was simply nice. I had a rather serious family in many matters, Judas was likely the most bouncy of our family. I am the first son of Tesseract, the leader and king of Glorall. I am expected to be in his likeness, for I am certain I am one to hold the throne in the future. I do not desire it out of greed and power for darkness, no, I simply wish to ensure the safety and happiness of others, to give everyone a home warm with experiences to last a lifetime. Yet...I do not know who will be the leader of Glorall out of my brothers and sisters.

I certainly did not wish to upset her, but life is what it is. Ignorance does not help. I let my violet and blue eyes turn towards her, with our eyes meeting together as she speaks her mind. It is just how I suspected- she had no idea where her food came from. I am not sure if it is my place to tell her, and yet I refuse to keep my mouth close and keep her eyes covered with wool. I know she will think it is...mean, but there is a certain amount of cruelty in this world that we all must come to deal with- and deal out ourselves.

"Darling Namira, All food comes from somewhere or something. Your parents- they do just as that spider does, but to rabbits, deer, and many other creatures. It is the way us wolves live, and it is the only way we can live," I said calmly, looking at the spider as it wraps its prey in silk....Well, her parents certainly do not wrap prey in silk, but hopefully the girl already understood that. My ear flicks over to the girl as she protests, catching the look of melancholy that bled onto her otherwise adorable features.

"You will not be a spider, at least not in this life time, so not worry. Simply be what you are- a wolf,"I say, my paw pulling her a bit closer in a comforting manner before I give her a gentle lick on the forehead.