Duskfire Glacier Sittin' quiet and still

Artok gave her a small smile, boyish, but kind. He wondered at the way she studied his colors. Malachi was similar to him, he thought though he held darker colors too. The others he had met were white or black. He supposed in a way his pelt was unusual.

Artok stared at her for a moment. You're palace. You're a princess. Is malachi your dad? That was the only logical explanation to the boy. He didn't think Malachi had been old enough to father children, but maybe he was. It had to be that, because he was the alpha, only alpha's had children usually right? Well Met Maera, you can call me AD or Tok if it's easier.