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Alaric thought about it and then nodded. There was once a beautiful princess. Wolves came from all around to gaze at her, but she was more than just a beautiful girl with fur of white and eyes of blue, no, she was also sweet and kind and nice and she had a secret.

Alaric batted his eyelashes and moved his body as if sinuously moving like a female. 

She could see into the hearts of men. Every male that came to see her, was vain and selfish and only wanted her for her beauty and her lands. But there was a simple humble hunter whom she cared deeply for, but her father would never let her just marry him. So she devised a plan.

He acted as if he was whispering and sneaking around behind the backs of some. She told her father she wanted to host a competition and she would marry whomever won and whom she felt fit, whether noble or common born.

Alaric acted as if he was looking down over a large group of wolves. She devised three tasks, but in each task she disguised herself. The first task was to gather water for her villages. She dressed herself up as a begger woman and begged for water. All the petty princes and the ones from fara way lands. They ignored her, and only carried water for the people, but the humble hunter he stopped offering her a drink and even sat with her for a brief time.

Alaric waltzed around with his nose in the air. Then he put a sad look upon his face and begged.

The second task was to hunt. So many animals were felled that day deer, and pheasants and rabbits. And the humble hunter he killed a deer and a rabbit. She disgused herself this time as an old man in need of food for his family. Again all the men walked away and ignored her, but he humble hunter gave her the larger prize of the deer and only carried the rabbit to lay at teh princesses feet.

Alaric acted as if he was hunting great beats. He growled and he twisted he caught things in the air. Green eyes flashing, well muscled athleticism doing him well.

Finally her last task. She asked for each man to bring her their most prized possession. Now the princes and men from other lands. They had fine furs, and fine baubles. Herbs from all over the world. But the humble hunter, held in his paw. A simple river stone, well rounded and smooth from years of water. IT was speckled and odly colored, but he kept it. It had been the rock she and he had found as children one day.

Alaric acted as if he was carrying fine furs, and foods and herbs. Again his nose in the air. Holding out a paw as if greeting pheasants, but  in his hand he held a stone and offered it up to Chakliux with a grin.

The princess stood upon her dais and told them all who she had chosen and why. For it was better to be good and humble, and loving. Than unkind, selfish and boasting. She married her hunter and they lived happily ever after.

Alaric accted as if he was greeting thousands of wolves, speaking loud and low.