01-12-2017, 11:55 PM
Ruan
He blinked into the blinding sunlight, the white of his coat glaring like a beacon. His purple spots stood out more than he thought they ever had before. It was brighter out here than within the forests he kept to, but he needed a change. Being a ruler was monotonous. Sometimes... lonely. Even for a man surrounded by a loving family. Perhaps he just needed to be away for a short time, an hour. Or two. Then back again.
He wished he could take the form of his wolf, but that was locked away from his grasp. It was only due to Reagan's magic that he could do it at all.
So he paced. And then he stood still and looked across the meadow. He thought of each child he brought home in his lifetime. Which only dragged his mind down a painful path, and he thought of Kilter, his little wolf pup he couldn't save. Probably dead now. His fault. The little prince had felt like his first child despite not being of his blood, not even adopted either. Just a magician's son that shared such a surprising and deep connection with the wolves of the Valley. Damn, his heart hurt. He could never even express how much the boy had meant to him, clearly still meant to him.
He sighed, his heart heavy. Then walked to the edge of a pool of water nearby and dropped himself to its bank. He stared at his sober reflection in pained silence.
He wished he could take the form of his wolf, but that was locked away from his grasp. It was only due to Reagan's magic that he could do it at all.
So he paced. And then he stood still and looked across the meadow. He thought of each child he brought home in his lifetime. Which only dragged his mind down a painful path, and he thought of Kilter, his little wolf pup he couldn't save. Probably dead now. His fault. The little prince had felt like his first child despite not being of his blood, not even adopted either. Just a magician's son that shared such a surprising and deep connection with the wolves of the Valley. Damn, his heart hurt. He could never even express how much the boy had meant to him, clearly still meant to him.
He sighed, his heart heavy. Then walked to the edge of a pool of water nearby and dropped himself to its bank. He stared at his sober reflection in pained silence.
