Sequoia Coast remembering the good ol' days

"a king." words poured to his tongue like wine; ramesses closed his eyes a long moment, thinking of all that had gone on in his life. "beside him, a queen. beneath him, his children. he controls the land. he brings tribute to the gods. he speaks to them on behalf of his people." the incarnation of the Horus.
but ramesses only served Amun.
"more than what you know as 'alpha,'" the hotlands wolf added, a little smirk coming to his handsome lips.
words shared as time wheeled. eventually parting, and he returned to his home.