LEVIi will be your wings
It was true that I had things mapped out in my mind all right, the destination I planned on being when I had fully grown. The journey would be long and there may be many obstacles in the way, but none would change what I was destined to become. It was my dream and nobody would strip me of this right. One day I would be someone great, someone others looked up to and relied on; a wolf they could put their trust in. I would be their wings, I would teach them how to fly and I would make them stronger. Yes, I wanted to become a leader, or at least a second in command to someone I greatly respected.
"So you are then," my father says, and I can hear the relief in his voice. I know he would have let me go if it was what I desired, but the relief tells me that even then he would not have wanted me to go. I knew it was because he loved me that he would have let me go, yet wanted me to stay. And in some ways I loved him, it was an unconditional love that you are born with towards your family. While it never grew further, it had also never been shattered, so it simply remained. My love for my mother was far stronger than my love for him, and my love for my sisters was strained, but still remained. Lets just say, even if we didn't get along, if anyone so much as threatened them, i'd kill them.
My icy blue gaze shot to the sky as a bunch of birds began to make a ruckus, circling around us in a rather annoying fashion. My eyes slightly narrowed at them as they swooped down to me, while my father cocked his head, looking towards me. "Did you know that I found your mother by following the squalling of birds such as these? They are a good omen." he says, and that is the first i've ever learned about how mother and father met. My eyebrow cocked slightly as I stared back at the birds. "Intriguing,"I said, not particularly believing in omens. Though if father wished to believe in them then it was not my position to say anything, to me they were simply birds.
"What should you like to be when you are older, Levi?" he asks a question I knew that was coming for some time. My gaze shifts from the birds to my father as I stare down at him for a moment. "I desire to be a leader, someone that others look up to and put their trust into. I will be strong, I will fight, I will become someone wolves respect," I say, standing and staring down with a look of pure determination and drive. I hop down from the rock and come level with my father, looking up at him. "Will you help me?" I ask, for the first time allowing him in. Would he help me achieve this goal, or would he sit idly by with his mate and watch. Either way I would accomplish my goal.
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