crown of roses

He stood still while she continued to draw her scent to the borders. He stood still large body quivering eager to continue on, but keeping himself still so that she could speak to him if she wished. Sitri kept his body low and his eyes averted. He wagged his tail once and twice in return of hers. He spoke loudly I’m fine Queen Cara, how are you? He grew quiet then and sat down, keeping his head bowed and waited for what she would say.

Tattered and torn ears swiveled as he sat there, listening to the sounds all around. Of any danger that may cause harm to befall the new queen. His tail moved to and fro across the ground. The birds sang loudly in the trees, and he could hear a creek bubbling across rocks a little further away, but still he waited.