{ The Rising Son } -Alistair/Eden-

I knew well that the boy, my apprentice, could not hear and as such I offered few words as we walked, for I should not seek to pain him with a need to study my lips as we walked each time. I had spoken before we had left of what it was we had come to do today, to seek alliance between the forest and the beaches of Glorall, a task I was sure could be achieved and one I took some pleasure in undertaking. I am pleased, always, to see Eden, my brother- for I have always believed such a thing. I hear often of him and that which he has achieved, his most recent victory pleasing news to my mind though I had held no doubt of him. He is my favoured of all wolves by far and I feel some delight in this knowledge that I will see him again this day. I have thought often of late, that perhaps soon a time may come when I desire to seek place in Eden�s pack, that I may be better suited there and yet I have lived a life so long in the forest and seek soon to being a new one with Siren. She too, I think, would not handle a move so well yet the thought niggles at my mind. To be considered later, surely. Though the border itself rises before us I know well that Eden has asked many times I do not wait at it and today perhaps- I seek to appease him as I move to step over it, pausing only once so that I may turn to Alistair.

�We must wait always at the border of packs and call for those whom deal with diplomatic matters, but this is a special situation, different. Eden is my greatest of friends.�

I care not that he may know such information, for it is hardly given to be secret, my large form striding forward on long limbs to eat away at the ground and cover the distance between the border line and the place where Eden�s scent held strongest. A scent I knew well seemed also to mark the land about us, Hadrian having made himself useful it would seem though I think not on my brother now and care not to see him as I seek only Eden, moving until the blue violet of my gaze falls upon his white and silvered form outside his den this day.

�Eden.�

I offer his name smoothly, seeking to draw his attention, my tail unable to prevent the wave it offers at his mere presence for it is a truly rare display of joy I am given to offer at the existence of another. He dislikes touch and as such I make no effort to embrace him, merely coming to seat myself before him now in a manner most casual, most easy, head dipped in greeting all the same as I wait for Alistair to offer some greeting of his own and find place beside me.

�Eden, this is Alistair, my apprentice and one I hope to pass my rank to, one day.�

One day. Then perhaps I would come here, to the ocean. For now though I waited, allowing each to speak should they choose to do so, my gaze resting upon Eden all the same, noting well how he had healed from his fight. Perhaps I did not given brother Hadrian enough credit for the work he did, though there are not many within our family, I think, whom give much credit to Hadrian himself.

�I will not linger with details of other things just yet, though there is much I would speak of, I move straight to the point of this day in that Taviora seeks alliance with Glorall though after we have spoken of this, perhaps we might speak of other things for I have much to tell you off. Would you be willing, Eden, to consider this alliance?�

Solaris
Kane x Isola || Mate of Siren || Imprint of Astrid || Peacekeeper of Taviora

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