I could almost swear the girl was being sarcastic with me, humouring me if you will and yet truthfully I hardly care. Perhaps one day, long after I am gone she will walk through this same forest, step into a pool of mud and remember my words in regards to the extreme displeasure a forest can often bring. Hell- maybe she will laugh, maybe she will smile and maybe perhaps just one other wolf will remember me for something other then the assassination’s for which I was famed and the Leaders I outlived. Really, I should get an award for having lived this long, considering the rather numerous enemies I made. Assassins are built to be better I suppose, built and trained to be more- until the day someone better comes along. I suppose no one else has ever been better. That is a pleasing thought although really at twenty two or so years of age I am half given to wonder where the hell my competition has gotten to. Hmm, I must have out-lived them. One violet eye rolled back towards her own, content to have my form held against her, soul soothed into contentment now as I rested beside her, humouring her mention of her size as I simply chuckled, the sound hissing teasingly between my teeth.

“Perhaps it keeps away the dirt darling, or perhaps you have never really lived enough to see the sort of dirt I have. It will assult you no matter the size. If you had seen Litherum, the ocean pack that existed long ago you would understand the utter difficulties presented by sand and salt. Not exactly dirt and yet sand may very well be a mutated form of it. Don’t worry- I will teach you all about sand and hair care.”

I grinned easily, loosely, words taunting and teasing as I regard her all the same. I may well have offered her such words in a joking form and yet proper hair care is really no laughing matter, there is a reason my form remains so utterly pristine, my ability to craft grooming perfection a skill gained over rather a number of years and truly Natu should consider herself lucky to be given access to my rather exceptional and vast knowledge. Her momentary mention of the dove she has eat to try saw my attention fixate upon her once more, head tilting slightly in some momentary display of thought as I held myself slightly taller at her praise, sarcastic as I was sure it was. Really, only the best of us can actually hunt dove, such prey chosen for the Angel-line because of this. If we are said to bear wings then we should be capable of feeding from the skies themselves, the huntinf of such creatures a skill passed within our blood and yet one I may well have been willing to share with Natu….or perhaps….would have once been willing, my frame not so entirely agile as it had once been. Her jesting tone however, was appreciated all the same, an easy smirk teasing at my features before I moved to speak once more- this tiem of leadership. A topic I know well.

After all, no other wolf has ever been as powerful as I was, no other King has ever ruled a pack so large, united Moladion nor left a bloodline near untouchable. Leadership I know and indeed if it is what she desires then perhaps it is I may help her realise it. Perhaps this will not be the year she finds her throne and yet, when she does see her victory, for I am assured she will- she is my soulmate after all and Fate does not make mistakes- then I will pleased enough to say I assisted, that perhaps some part of her may….remember me. I may be old, but I am not yet done, I have much to give still and yet I think I shall wait, just a little, until it is guidance she truly needs. For now…let us see how well she does with merely a few words and a paw placed in my own. There have been great leaders whom had less- I should know. Her mention once more of the dove however sees one eye lift in mild surprise. That she actually seemed to desire I show her how to get a dove was perhaps…surprising and really someone my age should hardly be leaping into the air….which may well be exactly why I was determined to do it. Hmm, perhaps Natu is attempting to kill me after all.

I moved to stand, waiting for Natu to do the same before breaking into a sudden lope, the younger wolf surely capable of keeping up with myself as I strode forward and deeper into the forests, already knowing for what I sought. There would be few doves about at this time and yet few was hardly ‘none’ this wooded area sure to hide the prey I sought, violet eyes seeking a…shrubbery of sorts, a small and yet thickly leafed tree, the sort doves in particularly took to nesting within, moving in silence beside the female, my steps moving to easily fall in time with her own. Perhaps it is an imprint thing, I hardly know and yet my form easily finds the same movement as her own, footsteps silent atop the snow, the white of our pelts well hidden before it was I came to a sudden pause, eyes fixated upon the bush before us, frame instantly dropped down and low, assured Natu was intelligent enough to do the same.

“Naturali Age, ostende mihi quomodo captabat.”

The words feel from my tongue entirely before I could stop them, surprise lingering upon my features momentarily, unsure as to the cause behind me slip into the Ancient tongue of my blood and birth, blinking momentarily before I rephrased my words.

“That is darling, show me how it is you would seek to capture such creatures and if you fail, I will show you how you are wrong. A Queen after all- should be ready for a little criticism. Go on, entertain me.”


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The Original Angel