It didn’t actually take long for someone to show up in answer to my call, my silver white form turning to eye the black and mud coloured female wolf whom came loping towards me with a far more joyous appearance then most adults ever seemed to have, the violet of my gaze roving along her form with, well, I’m going to say apprehension. She sat herself before me then, my own form shuffling ever so slightly back for fear some of the dirt that seemed to cover her might, I don’t know, lunge at me. My Father, I am sure, blames my Mother and Grandfather in turn for the affliction most of my siblings and I seem to have in regards to our appearance. Perhaps I’m not quite on the level Heyel had been with his phobia of dirt, I did tend to use it as a disguise when I needed after all, but I certainly didn’t go running about in it for fun as this female seemed to have done. Then again, we can’t all be Gods I suppose, or future gods- I was working my way up although truly I doubt very much any other will rightfully ascertain the title as Heyel did. I could settle for King I suppose. One day.
“Yes Greetings, I really like what you’ve done with your…er…..”
I searched rather hurriedly for something to compliment. Females, I am sure, liked to be complimented on something and yet considering she was coated in mud and water I am entirely sure any mention of her coat might be taken as sarcasm and truly it was not what I intended.
“Face.”
Alright. It wasn’t my most brilliant recovery, my lips parting to flash her a grin all the same, tail waving in a moment of good nature though my own failure was clear to the both of us I am entirely sure. I suppose she did have a nice face in the end. It couldn’t certainly be worse. Maybe she should be flattered. I moved to dismiss it all the same, one paw crossing over the other, a habit of mine I’d long since given up trying to break as who I can only assume is Taika made herself comfortable before me. Honestly that she had even answered the call was a surprise and I was rather pleased that she had.
“We haven’t met before, I’m Hyrule, from Diveen.”
I paused once more, waiting to see if such a thing created any recognition in her at all. After all, I hardly knew how educated she was, maybe she knew nothing of packs and maybe she knew a lot. She didn’t look foolish and yet looks can be entirely deceiving. If Heyel was to be believed all loners were unintelligent. I am, truly, hoping that is decidedly otherwise. Then again, she either chose to run through a lot of puddles (an act I see no logical reason for) else she had face planted in a shallow pool- neither wholly desirable for what I had in mind for her. I suppose if I can make Lonhro useful I could work with this as well. The things I do.
“You are Taika aren’t you?”
I felt the violet gold of my gaze narrow slightly once more, seeking some assurance this actually was the female I sought. After all, I had been told her name, not what she looked like and realistically I saw the fault in that already. I would be far more carful next time when exacting information. A lesson well learned I think. It was only after some actual conformation that this was indeed the female I sought that I allowed my form to relax slightly. I was, for all intents and purposes, fully grown, youthful, hard muscle relaxing now as I let my handsome features fall into a more easy grin- a tad lopsided really.
“I was wondering if you might be able to help me. I need someone who knows the loner lands well, someone approachable, with friends of their own, someone capable of, well, hearing what there is to hear and seeing what there is to see. I suppose really I want to hire you in a way. I don’t want you to join Diveen or anything though.”
Far be it from me to attempt to imprison the free spirit, a simper of sorts touching my lips at my own inner humour as I continued to regard her. She would have questions I know, I was ready for them, I’d been ready for it the moment I’d seen Voltaire take his last breaths, when Sulan had never made it to the mountains and Amir had been injured. I suppose, really, Zeus didn’t believe I was capable, he didn’t believe anyone would stand against him outside of Achilles and Diveen and I was a part of that, sure, but I had my own plans. If Zeus was watching one hand he wasn’t watching the other and I was entirely assured with the right help I could turn the tide entirely. I just needed those willing enough, those smart enough and influential enough to help me do it. I would repay them in the end, one day, somehow- but I wouldn’t let another like that fool from before exist again. My assassins and I would stop it- we just had to be better then any assassins that have ever come before. Heyel had been great. He and Malina and Ava and Azrael and the others were the ones they told stories about and it was those stories that had helped me realise that while Heyel had been great….maybe I could be better. Maybe I could fix what was wrong with his teachings and his methods. Covet had shown me where out weaknesses lay and I was sure, mostly sure, I could fix them. Why not let Zeus be the test for it?
Maybe I am awfully young to have such grand plans, but as they say, some are born great now aren’t they? I was also born pretty- I think that meant something too, I was sure…mostly.