Maybe she just likes to stare, this one, she stares a lot. I suppose I don’t really mind I am stare-worthy after all, how many wolves can boast a pelt so white all decorated with silver with ears all dusted in russet on the back? It was an Angel Mark, grandfather said. Red on white. It was a symbol of purity, of pedigree, of perfection. Whether such a thing is really true I am not entirely sure and yet it was that very belief that had built the empire on which we stand and there is power in that. Not the Angels, no, but the idea of them. Grandfather Heyel is many things, many things I hope to be one day and yet I have seen the very source of his power, or at least I like to believe I have. To master such a thing however, to learn it, is not something even he can teach me- though he whispers to my ears when we are alone, he tells me what will come and what will be and I know I will be ready. I know what I am and what I will be- even if the Assassin life is not one I aim to follow. At least, not in the traditional sense. Oh- I have my own plains and perhaps if they are lucky- I may take a few with me. Maybe even this girl who smiles so readily, earning herself another dashing grin from myself. I do like girls I think. They are pretty. I think I could like them a lot one day.

“Semele it is then.”

I would remember that. Semele. Both of my red back ears pricked further forward as she continued to talk, seeming to have found the humour in my own words and the previous tease I had offered, tail waving momentarily, pleased with my find of another my age who actually appreciated wit rather than attempting to assault me with dirty paws. There was entirely a lack of humour these days, everyone was far too serious, that’s not to say I wasn’t, I could be very serious when I tried, I just did with a simper- it made others so much less suspecting. Today however I was entirely genuine in the grin that I offered, her whole body wiggling a bit, almost as if her body decided to wag with her tail. Well- someone is awfully jolly aren’t they? I wish someone saying hello to me would make me that happy. Then again, if I said hello to me I would be rather excited about it too, I am rather fond of me after all. Would it be alright if she came to admire my home from afar? I tilted my head slightly to the side, considering the words as another grin tugged its way onto my lips, pleased she was content to join me in our little verbal game. I needed all the practice I could get after all.

“It would be alright I suppose, you wouldn’t see much though, you’d have to find a way into Diveen and as it happens- I am the guardian of the gate- you’d have to impress me to get past and I am very difficult to impress.”

I lifted my head a little more, each ray of sun catching at the silver that knotted my white fur like a labyrinth, a maze, Angel Writing- I liked to call it- running through every snow hair. My chest puffed out a little in a manner I was sure a gate guardian surely would, the tease once more within my words as I chuckled softly again, to young truly to understand that this may well be the beginning of a lifetime of flirtation on my part and an appreciation of females that would extend a lifetime. This mention of ‘Yuki’ however, saw my head tilt again.

“I don’t know anyone called Yuki but I-“

The sudden approach of another saw the violet and gold of my gaze lift towards the darker girl, another almost the same age as myself, eyes narrowed slightly at her silent approach, her shoulder brushing against Semele as she moved to sit herself next to her and stare at me. Her stare however, was entirely less flattering then her sisters, my features souring slightly in distaste before a look I am going to call impish managed to trace my features once more as my attention focused wholly on this Camilla as Semele offered an introduction, my own gaze turned expectantly upon the darker girl as the simper upon my features only widened and I met her eyes evenly with my own as she seemed content to do nothing but stare. Alright then.

“Is that your whole greeting then? You’ve blown me away with your conversation. Stop, please, your vocabulary is to much.”

I simply chuckled once more, eyes rolling teasingly before I turned away and back to Semele, curious as to whether or not I could bribe words from her darker sibling, if only by riling her slightly- our small group interrupted again by yet another arrival, another girl. I think it may be entirely time to consider the possibility that I may possess the power to attract females. I think I like this power. The girl who came however I didn’t know, even though the scent of Diveen clung strongly to her, her gold and white colours unfamiliar as she sat to the side before speaking, inviting the others in before claiming she had found things. I like this one too, I think, she finds things- that seems an entirely useful skill and one I will remember for the future. Grandfather always said there would be diamonds amongst the rough. I am not sure entirely what that means but he said the diamonds will show themselves in time- maybe it was already happening. I found another grin, lip quirking upward as I lifted myself to my paws to turn towards who I can only assume is Yuki.

“I’ll come with you all, I’d like to see what you found- I doubt they are entirely as good as the things I found, but we can see. It’s dangerous to go alone.”

My head turned to angle briefly back towards Semele, tail waving once more, gaze briefly meeting her own as I acknowledged her earlier compliment.

“Besides- I’m nice.”

I could only hope no other boys decided to come along- I think I could get used to this. Maybe I could have just females live in Hyrule Field, once I took it over- and my brothers of course, not that I plan to share. Some of us, after all, were made for greater things- and my greatness is only just beginning….




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The Once and Future King