Wolf of the mist

He was no Shah (King). Neither was he a Shahzada anymore (Prince). As she declined his offer to act as his servant his muzzle would drop feeling a pang of disappointment. His tail resting still near his heels as he would have to reluctantly agree with the offer to follow him until they reached the forest. Without any fancy titles meant he had no true power - he was still just a lone wolf after all. This meant that he was not able to force her and bend her to do his bidding. She was free, as free as he was in this world and for now with nothing he could do about it he sighed quietly.

"Do you know which forest it is you are looking for?" He had already commented on two in the West which was in the Great Bear Wilderness. But it could have been another forest in the East that he did not yet know about. "What do you seek in this forest?" He finally decided to ask. If he was going with her to this place then he wanted to at least know the reason behind their journey.