“I'll give it a try," said the yearling and a faint smile appeared on the silver Roman's face. "Alright, I'll skip the creation of the world part and move on to the creation of Rome. It was said that Rome was founded by two brothers Romulus and Remus. Their grandfather was the rightful king but he had been overthrown by his brother. Their mother was a virgin priestess of the goddess Vesta, the goddess of home but she got pregnant, by Mars, the god of war. A relative recognised that Romulus and Remus were more than wolves and attempted to have them killed. A wolf entrusted with this task abandoned them by the river Tiber, which was in flood. They were later found by a she-wolf who suckled them, and a woodpecker, who fed them. A wolf later found the pups and brought them up." he paused and eyed Flash for a long moment, trying to remember the next part.
Right, Romulus and Remus grew up into strong young men, born leaders. Remus was captured in a brawl with some of his grandfather's wolves. Romulus attempted to rescue his brother, and the presence of twins of about the right age uncovered the secret. With their own followers and their grandfather's men, they overthrown their great-uncle and restored their grandfather to his throne. The two brothers did not want to serve anybody else as king, so they left to found their own city.
The Roman Praetor licked a paw thoughtfully as he wondered how to express the second part of the story through words. He had forgotten how his mother had told him this story, but it still stuck. Frowning slightly, he thought before smiling broadly at the Probatio again. They chose different sites, and decided to seek omens for which would be better. Remus looked round and saw six vultures, a good omen, while Romulus claimed to have seen twelve, even better. While they were arguing, Remus jumped over the walls Romulus had built. Romulus was made even angrier by this, and in a fit of rage, killed his brother. So Rome was named after Romulus. After having reigned over Rome for long years, Romulus disappeared in a violent storm, and it was announced that he had been taken up to heaven, from where he would continue to look after Rome's destiny as a god.
He looked at Flash with concealed curiousity and a slight tilt of his head that meant still interested or do you want me to stop? for he knew some wolves did not appreciate hearing these stories, thinking it was all bullcrap and nothing else. But it was the story of how the Empire of Rome had been founded, or at least one of them.