I know there are many wolves that detest the idea about the lineage of wolves believing they descended from Heaven or ascended from Hell. Father was a Demon, but he did not carry the russet markings. Instead he held the white markings that branded him as a lowly outcast. Mother was a loner and she held no sort of credibility. I was a wolf born from the lowest of the low from Angels and Demons. I find that it is merely a title to be called such things and not necessarily from blood. It was my conversation with this white wolf that opened a side of me that I hadn’t notice, that I already accepted the dismantling of my belief of Angels and Demons. As I sit quietly I notice how he smiles and yet it is more like a sneer, but I am not worried about it. Mother could not smile. My intense violet eyes notice how he attempts to relax his muscle and show himself in a non-threatening manner, and I appreciate him more for it. I haven’t really been trained on how to protect myself, and yet I travel all around Moladion, only being attacked by Tobias – and I would have never stood a chance with that one. Should this new Alpha attack me I am as good as dead so it makes me relax even more seeing him be in a more equal state. When he says his name I notice his choice of words, that I may know him as Eden makes me wonder, is there a reason why I am allowed to know and not another?

I notice however that when I speak about my reason of being at his doorstep, the ‘other matter’ seems to bring back up his defensive manner. My russet trimmed ears fold back slightly atop my cranium in an apologetic manner. I did not mean to upset him. Really the other matter was not important and it did not apply to him. Yet I should have been more careful with my words. I stay sitting down not wanting to get up in case he springs to attack and protect what is rightfully his. I am not here to challenge or cause problems. I sigh not because I am agitated, but because I am so very tired. I made this trek in order to get a benefit and yet my desire was dashed. I never get to relax, play, or have any fun and the one time I think I might, I have to work. Tilting my head slightly I give him a polite shy smile as I explain this ‘other matter’ finding it extremely embarrassing.

“The other matter? It is a bit juvenile, but I wanted to see the ocean. Tesseract was going to show me around his beach, I was curious. Though you are the new Alpha and you are wary of visitors, this is understandable, so it is okay if Tesseract’s invitation is now null and void.”

See – it is silly and juvenile. It was silly of me to think that I would have the chance for a peaceful and fun afternoon. I thought maybe if I relieved some stress and some of my sickness by playing it would help me out. It is stupid I know, but I only speak the truth – I do not like. Lies hurt and I am not one that likes to cause pain. I bring my head up now as I remain sitting, my ebony and russet chest puff out as my tone changes into a more business tone. The old Alpha is gone and a new one replaces him and I must ensure the safety of my own, for that is my job, and I hope to get an alliance again.

“We can discuss a possible alliance between our packs, then? We support one another in times of need, we do not steal from one another, if one goes to War then we will follow and vice versa.”