At least the lass was smart enough to keep her head low when she rose from the ground, her throat obviously still affect by his “gentle” touch. He smirked at her from his lowered position, still full of Alpha pride and power despite his decreased altitude. Their eyes remained locked, two targets daring not to move. To say he was not expecting her following words would be an understatement. How? Was she seriously asking for an objective? The King could not control a laugh from bubbling from within his maw, although this was no joyous chuckle. Instead it was a bouncing sound laced with mockery and dark humor. When he settled down he resumed battling his icy gaze with her own. “Have the pups become so stupid these days that they can’t think for themselves? How would I wish you to prove your worth? By having some innovation and composing something of your own design. Impress me with whatever skills you may possess within that garishly colored coat. Do you not have the mental capacity for such a simple task?” he questioned, his last words coming off a bit harsher than he originally anticipated although he offered no attempt to take them back. He cocked his head once more, waiting for her response, wondering what she would imagine up to complete her task. Perhaps she would hunt? Prove her strength. Or impress him with her intellect? Although the regal doubted that option, as she was such a young creature and surely knew little of the world. Perhaps she would take some other creative approach? He could only sit and wait for her display.

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