It was not difficult to see that he was displeased with my words. I guess I really shouldn’t bring up anything about the former Alpha. However, I am an honest creature and I always speak the truth. It is just a flaw of fine. I can notice how the hairs along his hackles begin to bristle and rise. I notice his oddly colored eyes narrowing down on me and I cannot help, but feel guilty. Not scared of him, but ashamed of my words. I should have been much more careful, but my honesty is blunt. My russet ears pull back slightly against my handsomely chiseled black skull as a sign of apology. He is the Alpha and I am nothing more than a trusted diplomat. It is my job to be respectful and to be flexible among others. He is new in power and it is understandable that he wants to erase the past. But it is true, I was here because I took up the offer from the former Alpha. His words cause me to remain still and silent. I allow his cold voice to be the only sound made between us. He did state a fact and I was not at liberty to respond. So, I remained still.
When he begins to turn around I am sadden to see him go. Not because I could not see a beach or an ocean, but because I had actually failed. Failure is not an option. Failure isn’t something I should do. I am not allowed to fail. I am just not. It is hard to break this coveted rule. Mother did not raise me to be weak and being weak was a sign of failure. I cannot go back to Aithne and tell her that we lost Glorall. I just can’t. I’m not really sure what I am supposed to do. Usually things go well for me, but I guess not everything can be perfect. As I lift myself up I shake my head in disappointment until I notice out of the corner of my eye he had turned his head to look at me. Tilting my head to the side, one ear points forward, curious as to what he is thinking. When he grants me a chance to speak about the alliance my russet banner sways side to side. That he was willing to further discuss the alliance allowed a boost of confidence to overwhelm me. Not to mention the offer to see the ocean was most kind. Lowering my head with gratitude and respect I speak softly as I walk towards him.
“That is very kind of you to allow me to see your beach and the ocean.”
Truly it was. My crimson paws are placed quietly upon the soft ground and I make my way quickly to his side. I understand that I must not walk behind him in case he thinks I may attack. Yet when I reach his side I allow my head to remain where his shoulder is not daring to walk and allow her heads to be side by side. I even lower my head slightly to remain respectful to his rank and show that I am trying to be a polite guest. I do not live here and therefore I shouldn’t act like it. As we walk I remain quiet lifting my paws up a bit more as I try to get used to the sand, it is weird having the ground move underneath you with each paw placed. I am so used to the wet soggy terra firma of the swamp. I inhale deeply to taste the sea breeze the tangy saltiness is not pleasing, but there is a wisps of ‘freedom’ that I feel. I can hear a loud sound and it is unknown to me that it is the ocean beating into the sand, going on over the next dune hill. Softly I speak showing him a kind smile.
“The scent is…different, but good. The sand is something to get used to, but at least it isn’t dragging me down like the swamp. So, about the alliance was there something in particular you were…what is that?”
My vibrant violet eyes notice a peculiar looking creature with six legs and some sort of big arm with beady black eyes and he walks sideways. I am unfamiliar with the crab and I cannot help but focus on it. I know I should be paying attention to him, but this…creature is quite fascinating.