I am...aware of preys' sudden disinterest in Glorall. For whatever reason, the gulls do not roost as willingly and the small prey does not skitter across the paths as frequently as they once did. Yet, it is just for now and so, I see little reason to fret. After all, if a wolf cannot find their own initiative to seek prey in the free lands then it is hardly my concern if they grow hungry. Grow hungry enough, I suppose, and perhaps they will grow wiser too. Even children learn to seek out food long before their eyes open or their words begin, no?

It seems mother is amused by Aster's antics despite her irritation and I cannot help but admit I feel much the same. As frustrating as they are, they are...a delightful turn of events. It's rare for any leader to not be afraid of making enemies. My head tilts as I contemplate this, my mother's words not unnoticed as she begins what I expected - she wishes to ensure I am taking the correct path. My mother will not permit a gentle, easy path though - I know this. The path to Aster's atonement will not gilded in gold.

"It is a test, too. Will the other leaders of Moladion realize her foolishness?" My head tilts in inquiry towards mother, my lip twitching up in an amused grin. I cannot pretend I will be surprised if any of them even seek out Glorall's side of this story - we are, after all, often overlooked. "As for Aster, I will ensure others know of her childishness, her accusations of a mourning pack. Her aunt was, after all, a lovely thing, a path to wrong the history of Tesseract and I." My voice is honest with my mother - and that honesty is found in its lies. Vesper would have been valuable, yes, but I had little intention to repair whatever bridges I might have damaged when I took this land from its prior king. He is of little concern but...others do not forget. They expect redemption, desire happy endings. "And...perhaps she will be reminded that her actions can influence those other than herself." My lip twitches, more a snarl than a grin, as my eyes drift towards the borders where I know Elohim has left today. I wonder...if he is her friend as she claims, just where do his loyalties lie?

Mother's questions are a welcome break from such thoughts and my ears flicker back to her before my eyes follow suit to meet hers with a nod. "Let them chew on one another," I shrug, a flicker of an ear towards Diveen, "there are others that seek what they have - older, wiser others - and I shall place my alliances early, protect us from the future they do not even know exists." I know this and I know I must be smart with whom I consort with. I have my...ideas, my own beliefs of how things will unravel, and I expect they may very well pay off. "How would you deal with these children, mother? You have seen both the strong and weak rise and fall."