Sequoia Coast Moonlight Crescent's moose friend Doop

Birk's charming grin was returned with an equally likeable smile. "I'm Knew, king of whatever I choose." It had yet to set in that the rouge was no longer of royalty, no longer the sun of an alpha, and no longer held any sense of power. He was delusional, but only in attempt to keep him from growing even more insane, his only coping mechanism. 

"What're the Ice giant clans?" Knew questioned, tilted his head over. If it was any warmer time of year, his tongue would be lolling out of his mouth, but due to the frigid cold he was unable to do so.