This situation was most...odd, as I did not intend to be knocked over and jumped by the trespasser, nor did I intend to make noise, nor did I intend to fall back. Nothing that I particularly wanted to happen, happen, but I suppose that is the fates the stars had given me despite the fact that they are sleeping behind the veil of day. I feel the ground below me as my paws wrap around the boy in a huggish manner, his own form atop of me with our noses ending up touching.
Perhaps in some princess fantasy, it would be a glorious romance of young puppy love, some spark lighting between us on a journey to forever love. But I am no princess, and I sure as hell will never find this elusive love. I find my blackened face scrunching as our noses touch. Instantly I feel irritation with his sudden gloating right afterwards, as he takes the noise as I made as some sort of win on his part. I snap at him as he jumps off, my jaws clamping on his paw, causing him to be unbalance and to certainly not exit gracefully.
I lift my form back, midnight hackles bristled slightly. I do not slither and slink, but keep myself risen. I give chase as I will not allow him to win this little game that we are playing. I mean, I guess it is a game? I am not entirely sure what is happening, but perhaps I will one day know it was simply my young desires to engage with another my age- that is not my sister, although that isn't a bad thing. I was somewhat successful this time, my lighter and speedier form ramming his shoulder and knocking him down. I feel a grin naturally shredding onto my lips, a light growl fleeting in my throat. He lay in the moss and I go to strike, his own mouth reaching for my paw, tugging me slightly as I go crashing into him. He attempt to lay atop of me but I roll, avoiding any complete domination as my forearm reaches to cross over his neck and shoulder- perhaps each other being equally on top of each other at this moment, my dark face looking towards him with fierce yet, impish blue eyes. His words make my nose wrinkle, but it is a wrinkle dancing with sneering smile. I resist any attempts he takes to overtake me.
"Never!" I command, tail slashing behind me in the soft moss as the sounds of croaking toads serenades us. He eventually rolls away, my arm leaving him as I too lift myself, though I do not bother to take off any moss that may be within my silvered belly. I know that it is likely only more moss will get on me again, so why bother at this moment? I listen as he speaks again, my raven ears pricked in his direction, and my eyes stuck to him and his every move. It appears he was listening when I spoke of the stars, and he proposes that I become his adviser when he is king. I snort initially, as he then goes on about his grandfather, Heyel. Heyel is the wolf that my father convinced to leave Trenus before the sky fell, and it appears he is a relative of the boy before me.
"Adviser? I will be Queen, Hyrule, but perhaps you can be my Guard when I rule," I say teasingly. I suppose it will boil down to who rules first. Maybe it is not a wise idea to make assignments for the future so young, but maybe, just maybe, we will forge a bond over the years that may last. Or maybe not. Such things can never be told.
"What 'things' has he told you?" I asked in a demanding tone, wondering what such things could be and why he was not telling them to me immediately. There is something else though as he goes on, about his cousin...and Vega. I find my head pulling back a bit at her name. My half sister. I know of her, but I have not met her yet. Father has spoke of her, and yet...she is not of me and Najira. She holds no blood of Vera, and she does not live in my home. Father seems very...fond of her, too fond and I must admit there is a sort of jealousy there. I suppose that I do get most of father's attention now, because I demand it and I get what I want. He goes on about how Vega has her own children, and I had heard of them as well. They are olden than I, my niece and nephew, and apparently Hyrule is related to Achilles, and thus our odd blood connection is tied together there. I shrugged slightly at him linking us together as family, as it was hardly what I would call at.
"In a way, I guess. I have never met this Vega before," I say with only a hint of distaste, focusing more in on his second statement. I allow my chest to puff some, smirking as he indulges in my talents.
"Yeah, I could see, but they are sleeping right now. We will have to be together at night. How can you not hear them? Did your parents not teach you? Did Heyel not learn from my father?" I asked with my face showing slight confusion. Father made sure we knew and understood how to listen and read the stars. It was simple, although, I do guess it is...harder than it seems at times. At first I did not hear anything, and in time, it came to me, as feelings and as my own voice as I grew from but the smallest of pups.
"We just need to...see each other again," I saw as I swipe my paw over some moss. I must admit that I...like being with another wolf my size. It was fun, and I hoped to meet more one day, but for now, I am content with my white-hued Diveen friend.
Belhara