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Eldritch - eight - loner - taika's mate - neverland's soul

Nervousness flutters through my belly, accompanied by bouts of frustration and self-loathing. I had sent Masque off with instructions to ask her mother if she would spend time with me. Of course the girl took it to mean that we would search for Taika's prince, although I was assured through many sayings that I was the prince, and I stared in exasperation and maybe a slight fondness as she dashes off. Her coloring is lovely and her innocence is refreshing, even if annoying at times. It is hard to stay mad at her despite how oblivious she is at times. Her words of Los still make my ears flatten and my teeth grind, jealousy spearing hard and deep into my belly.

I had no right. That didn't stop me.

Even as I had readied myself as best I could to go to her - licking down all the clumps of fur that otherwise had been mangled - an ice storm had blown through and her call is enough to tell me that she would retreat to her den for the night. So with a snarl of disgust at my luck I too turned to my own makeshift den. It is bare and hardly comfortable, roots poking out left and right and dirt clumped rocks digging into my body as I shift. I don't make any effort to make it better, inwardly feeling as if this was the enivronment I deserved.

Yet as morning crept across the sky I pushed up, groaning at the stiffness in my muscles. I hadn't slept a wink and I felt a bit woozy with a certain tiredness but I shook it off. I would be spending the day with Taika and something warmed within me. I felt.. anticipation? I blink a few times at the sharp glare of the sun, the scar across my eye standing out, and then I head in the direction her call hails from.

I find her looking in wonder at the world. She finds it beautiful, I find it impractical. Still, some part of me responds to her wonder and I perk up, slowing through the icy snow as I draw closer, my attention focused almost fervantly upon her. "What did Masque tell you?" My words start out gruff but I temper them to a more welcoming tone, having fallen out of routine of kindness and friendliness but not wishing to push her away.

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