Oh who would ever want to be king?

Dante could not claim one home, as his birth pack had not been particularly stationary. Yet of all the types of lands he'd inhabited, forests held an appeal others were unable to beat. "I'm a tree dweller, so it was a natural claim for me." Natural home maybe, though the claim bit had been less easily accepted. This he kept to himself.

"Dante. It's nice to meet you Levi," he allowed, dipping his head politely. Soon he would need to head back, but for the moment, he began to ease into the rhythm of conversation.