It is something that grows over time... a true friendship. A feeling in the heart that becomes even stronger through time...The passion of friendship will soon blossom into a righteous power and through it, you'll know which way to go...


She snorts at me like it’s impossible, like she would never cry out like I did if someone startled her. I’m sure she would, if she got scared really, really good. I might have to try a little harder next time, just to see if I can make her shriek. She’d never live it down then and I’d never let her forget it. I grinned a little at the thought, tail waving as she pressed closer to me like all girls seem to do. I don’t know why though- but all of them do it, all of them want to touch me or jump on me and I have come to the conclusion it’s because of my looks. I do look very good after all, better then good, white and red with silver lacing all through my pelt like a labyrinth with no real way out. I do spend a lot of time looking at myself, violet and gold eyes admiring my own beauty. If only my body would grow to fit it. It would one day I suppose, losing that lanky, ungainly look I had now to grow tall and toned and athletic instead of short and fluffy and….not all that graceful. The look she offered at my comment only saw the smirk lift higher on my features, the girl seeming very near offended at my accusations. She must have been in denial, why else would she sit so close to me that we were almost touching if she didn’t like me? It’s alright, a lot of girls do, like I said, it’s can’t be held. It’s my…charisma. I reached to snap playfully at her, attempting to incite a game with the girl whom sat beside me, oblivious to the fact she was trying her own experiment in an attempt to make me uncomfortable. I supposed I missed that. I have a large pack, a large family, wolves are around me all the time so I guess I never minded how close anyone got as long as they weren’t unfriendly like those girls from Hyrule Fields. When I was King- they would be the first to go, I’d much rather have Belhara if I had to have a girl.

She managed to move her ear from my grasp, teeth snapping and missing the appendage before her own jaws parted to bite gently back at my muzzle in the game she seemed willing to be drawn into before my mind fixated upon the mushroom once more- or at least seemingly so, loping away from her to approach it, sniffing down and towards it as she followed after. She stayed a distance from me this time though- no doubt attempting to appear as if she wasn’t interested in being near me again- but I knew the truth. It was almost cute really. One day, I think, I would look back upon this moment and laugh, my attempts at a game little more than early flirtation I suppose, the need to impress females one that I would forever hold and only expand upon as I grew even if it would be with some measure of embarrassment that I would look back upon my day with Belhara at my childish attempts to be endearing and playful towards her. I like making friends= because I’m not nearly foolish enough to believe I won’t need them one day.

Her sudden words about Diveen seemed to bring me away from my thoughts, red-backed ears pricked forward as I turned towards her, head tilting slightly in curiosity as she talked about her Father- Yojimbo. I knew that name, at least, I had heard it spoken before by Grandfather in one of the tales he tells of the earth of Moladion and the way it used to be before the sky fell. He called it Trenus then- the red kingdom, the one he ruled before Aunt Isola. I never saw Trenus and I suppose I never would. I liked the sound of it though- I liked the sound of the old days as Heyel calls them. They sounded grand and exciting and more alive I suppose then the world as it was now. Maybe I’d see about changing it. Maybe. At my mention of my own kingship one day the dark girl seemed suddenly determined to laugh! Eyes widening in surprise at this- no one had ever laughed before. I think I managed a scowl in her direction, tail flicking in mild agitation. What was so funny about that? I managed to dispel the feeling all the same, brushing it away with a shrug, attempting not to let her see that it had bothered me at all. Let her laugh. I’d prove her wrong one day. She seemed distracted though, laughing so much she surely wasn’t watching as my form began to tense, lowering, preparing for the sudden leap as I lunged towards her.

She must have seen me I think- her form leaping upward at the same time until we collided and she was knocked backward. I guess I hit her harder- or at least I was heavier then she was, both of us tumbling to the ground in a heap as she wrapped her paws about me in a hug of sorts- my nose touching against hers as she yelped- sort of. Maybe it wasn’t a great yelp but it was still there and I am fairly sure I win.

“You cried out, you did! I win! I win!”

I laughed as I moved to leap off of her, her jaws snapping suddenly at my paw, causing my own form to stumble as I jumped away, eyes narrowed in play as I scrambled back and onto my feet. She managed to pull herself up and onto her own as we both stood a few feet apart now, both of us oblivious I would understand later, to this game we were playing, a game that taught us to fight- skills we would one day both need I am sure, though surely never against one another. She was my…friend, I think. Her words saw me readily bracing myself once more, head lowered in a puppy bow, white and silver frame braced as the violet gold of my eyes met the icy blue of her own in readiness. It was like playing with my brothers- only she was a girl. She lifted her head high, stepping towards me, my own ears lifted as she spoke before she suddenly charged, the retort on my lips swallowed in the wake of a growl and I pivoted on my feet to run from her in this game of chase. I was fast- but all Angels are, we are perfection after all and speed is my Mother greatest asset. This time however I had to turn around from my play bow and that wasn’t all that easy, my start slow as I lunged from her, managing a few decent strides all the same, slowly beginning to pull away from her before she leapt and caught my ear. My paws attempted to stop as she kept going, her shoulder colliding with my own and sending me tumbling into the moss as I let my body go limb as Grandfather has taught me, using the momentum to roll from my back and onto my belly, jaws reaching to suddenly grab her forepaw- aiming to send her crashing down with me- attempting to leap onto her now….by very near laying across her should she have fallen.

“You can’t be the Queen if I’m the one on top!”

I laughed again the way only a puppy can with those high pitched little sounds that I would one day find utterly embarrassing, though for now were delightful.

“Do you give up yet? Do you!?”

I attempted to remain sprawled atop her in a manner highly undignified though efficient at trying to keep her down before rolling to the side, landing atop my paws as I tried to shake the moss and leaves from myself, tail still waving about before I spoke again.

“You know, if you can hear the stars then maybe you can be my advisor when I am king? Heyel, the wolf you spoke of before- he is my grandfather and when I grow, I will be like him, he told me….things. He is still alive you know, he is the oldest wolf in all Moladion. I don’t think he reads stars though.”

I tilted my head ever so slightly, chest puffed outward with pride at my family connections.

“My Cousins Achilles, his mate Vega is a daughter of Yojimbo, that makes her your sister, or at least half sister, they have children too which means you and I share cousins. You and I are family then, in a way at least.”

I grinned once more, pleased at having made this connection before the violet gold of my gaze fell on Belhara again.

“You said you could read the stars…..do you think you could see if they say anything about me?”



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The Once and Future King