So it was to my fields I went.

My predication had been true, the words I had spoken to the field princess all that time ago having come to pass as I said it would. Jaidah no longer ruled here and I had come to see who it was that had taken it from her. The lands were empty, quiet like Diveen though the scents of some lingered still as I strode towards the borders of the land I was sure would be mine someday- if all I desired come to pass as I believed it would. It would take time though and I guess that didn’t really matter, after all, I had a lifetime ahead of me to make sure the things I needed to occur would do just that. Maybe I am young, maybe I am gangly and ungainly for now- but all things change and I knew well what it was I must do. It merely starts with this and a determination of sorts to achieve something here today, though what that would be exactly remained to be seen. Being a future King is really not all that easy, when Heyel talked he made it sound simple, as if wolves would just throw themselves at your feet, maybe that worked for him but the rest of us lack the luxury of being legendary enough to merely show up and have others gasp in wonder. Maybe one day I would enter a land and others would gasp in awe. I’d like that, although in my current outfit the only thing they would be gasping with was shame and horror. I hadn’t seen the puddle, one hind leg slipping directly into it as I moved away from Diveen- assured they could all manage not to die for the hour or so I would be out. Maybe longer now. Given the fact my leg has been assaulted by dirt and the entire ensemble is ruined.

I managed a sigh of sorts, eyes rolling at my own dumb luck before my silver and white paws came to rest upon the border line, not nearly foolish enough to stride entirely in without my youth to protect me, though I shifted forward even so until a single claw rested over that magical border- simply because I could, a simper of sorts dancing across my lips as I did, tail waving lightly. I waited for a moment, violet and gold eyes searching the plains that stretched before me, searching for a border patrol or any signs of someone I knew. The scents were foreign though, no Angels seeming to have made their way here, or if they had, they seemed to have left again. I stored that information away, something to save for later before lifting my head to call for someone, anyone. I wanted to know who had taken the throne and brought truth to my words. I do like knowing things, I’m in the business after all- though no one is yet truly aware of it, save for perhaps those I had chosen- but that’s another story and one I am not about to tell right here.

I let the last notes of my howl die, waiting now, white and silver fur aglow in the sun as I did, tasting the air around me so I would be well are truly aware of any approach. I was here for a single purpose, or seemingly so. Mother had told me never to do anything without a reason, that anything without reason was no more then a waste of time and so I tried not to, I tried to make each and every moment count for something because one day- it would, everything I did was merely a step closer to who and what I needed to be. Let them believe what they want, let them see a child and no more. Underestimation is one of the greatest of any powers to behold- more fool to those who fell for it…in the end. Now then- where are you wolves of Asteraia? I do get oh so tired of waiting and oh…there it goes, my paw slipped across the border, oh and again, it’s being so disobedient today. Maybe someone will show up before my whole body falls across it….


h y r u l e
The Once and Future King
The Heir of Heyel