I have felt the wind rustle. I have felt the earth shake. I have felt the very core of my being purr with delight. My Eden. My dearest Eden has found the start of a new journey. A journey where he rules, and thus, I rule. Now, I do not plan to run his pack, nor do I plan to override his word. He is my Eden. He is a part of me, and I listen to him as I listen to my own thoughts. He is simply another part of me, separated by air and earth, yet connected by it. Today, I will join him in this land, and see to it he succeeds.

I know the borders of Diveen and Glorall well. I have crossed over it with the ghosts of dawn to explore and to spy, usually on whatever Malina was doing. I do admit to being caught by the previous king, and I must say, there is a nice satisfaction to know that my own flesh and blood overthrew Tesseract. As my grey paws drip into the cool fall waters, I feel the rush of liquid, the rush of a new life for Moladion. I let the fresh river water cleanse my pelt of Diveen, as I leave without a trace into a land of sea.

I feel refreshed as I fling the water from my pelt, my orange and blue eyes not once looking back as I push forth. It is the early morning. The very beginnings of the sun rising were just now shifting the color of the sky to a dim blue. I know that he will expect me. I may work from the darkness, but I will let myself be shown to my son.

I smell the remnants of blood, from a fight not too long ago. I find that my nose twitches, my face hardening with only the slightest prickle of my fur. I am not pleased to smell the blood of my son, but knowing he rules makes it somewhat...sweeter. I do not let it phase me as I continue forward through the trees until it clears up. I stand in the darkness and the coming down, looking out into the land that I will reside in.

After I let my orange and blue eyes soak up the land, and inhaling the scents, I go along the treeline, looking for a hint of the pelt of my son. I know it even in the dimmest of light, along with the glow of his eyes. I can spot him anywhere, like the back of my paw. I only pause when I see him, which is the only thing my eyes care to look at right now.