The Lost Islands
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Use caution when the wolf comes knocking;



Noctis was his son. Noctis is just a boy Again and again the words replay in his mind. Emerald eyes watch as the black boy takes the words he speaks and spits them back to the side. He growls in anger over Vasilissa and it is all the wolf can do not to laugh aloud. He was his mother's son. Ears flex amid the tangle of his mane as Noctis rants about his mother being driven away as a last resort. He rants of how Rougaru banned her and his brother from the shores and yet still Rougaru does not let his fury rise. Thick tail flicks slowly back and forth like some great cat. "You have not seen your mother's shores. What your brother thinks or feels is blinded to you. Your mother made the choice to leave. I did not force her. She made her choice, I merely did myself and her new stallion a favor. She cannot lead a herd with one hoof on each island. Your brother is another matter and that will be addressed rest assured. he murmurs dragging in a deep breath to try and settle the rise of emotions that began to boil beneath his skin.

He manages to keep himself calm, until he dares to attack his mates with accusations. Ears peel back now as he takes a single threatening step forward, proud head raised high. Emerald eyes gleam in anger as his thick tones grow quiet. "You dare to question me?! Zjeena and Monster both have proved themselves time and again as deserving of their title. Both have proven themselves on the battlefield time and again. Something that you cannot say for yourself." he snaps, his pale banner snapping irritably now.

For a moment he remains silent, his gaze drawing from Noctis to the ocean that rolled constant and steady upon the horizon. Calm. Like the rolling swells he drew a deep breath inward and released it with one long blow before fixing Noctis with his gaze once more. "I attempt to impart wisdom that I have learned as the years pass. It is your choice to heed them or rebuke for a path of your own. I am your father and there is weight to my name built upon blood and sweat of my very bones. If you seek a mere handout in this life Noctis you are setting yourself on a path of failures. I did not deny you what you wish. Merely stated I would not simply had it to you. I expect you to work for what it is you want. If you do not wish that path then perhaps it is time you find a life for yourself beyond these shores. he murmurs calmly.

Rougaru
what's a king to a god;
pic courtesy of Charlie-X @ deviantart


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