Boartusk Heights tantrum

@Flaithrí and anyone else who wants to join, heres a thread!!! lmk if you want to start up a diff one tho :3

dawn threatens to come, and reyna is left frizzled.

she lays on a plateau, eyes locked on the land stretching out beneath her. how stupid. if any of those wolves dare step past her river side of the river now, she'll make sure they'll pay the price. that land is not her's but that did not matter. everything beyond the strath might as well be hers. but she isn't happy.

A king without a kingdom is just a man. 

And Flaithrí moved onward, his heart after a land untouched by anyone else. Too many wolves, and not enough action. Peace? Who needed that. His homeland was dominated by kings who fought for their claim to their throne; so would he.

The small, grey king bent his head down to lap upon a river. Dawn was the land of peace; moonlight was the land of warriors.

a newcomer. friend or foe, she'll soon find out. my, was forming a kingdom such a pain! but the sooner she has it, the more time she'll have to lounge.

she reaches the river, and observes the man from a distance. hello there..

His head soon swiveled to look upon a woman. 

Flaithrí, thankfully, was in a better mood. Greetings. 

But thirsty, he still was. So another drink followed, before a lick of his muzzle to clear the water from it. 

May I help you?

the small man speaks eloquently, and reyna takes fondly to this.

you cross my territory, but i'll forgive you. i'm not as cruel as those of the pack that surround my home.

she lowers her head to meet him, before raising it again. welcome.

Mighty kind of you, ma'am. the fire could be gentle, when he felt like it. His head lifted slightly, to meet her chin, never her eyes; though a woman with that voice must have pretty eyes.

Not that he cared, much; he had no woman. May I ask you of your name? If this is your kingdom, I'd want to know the queen who rules it. So that I may address her properly.

she smiles and nods vigorously. yes, this is my kingdom. i am reyna nocturne, and you've entered the kingdom of la muerte. reyna puffs her chest, and looks down at the man.

you are the first to see it as it soon will be.. she's been careful to not say it is a kingdom to passerbys, not for now. it would be too risky, too grand when it's far too young to be called such a thing.

Well, Her Highness Reyna Nocturne, Queen of La Muerte and owner of this river, I am high king Flaithrí, king of the moon clan of the fifth silver mountain. the kingdom's name mattered little anymore, as it no longer existed in truth - his kingdom was cinders and ash, his people gone.

But king, he was still.

may your kingdom rise in prosperity and the moon's light dawn clear upon your throne.

a king, one that travels alone. he smells like nivis did when they traveled together. funny then that both were the same size. but this man is more eloquent. how tempting it was, to offer this man nivis' seat on the throne. how sweet it would be, to taste her traitorous beloved's anguish as she moves on.

but for now, she behaves and the queen of the night offers the king of fire her best smile. i would like to unite our kingdoms then. mine is small, but soon it'll grow. only then shall it prosper. you may stay here, food is plentiful in the alpines. that is where my kingdom lies.

The small grey king dipped his head. 

I would appreciate that greatly, Your Highness. 

He could behave, yes yes. She was a lovely lady, he decided. The small king of rage of anger would be wise to not upset her. 

I am sure my experience will be of service to you.

thank you for accompanying me. she returns the bow with a curtsey and smiles

come. i'll show you my kingdom-to-be.

hehehe cant wait to rp w him more.. hes smart to get along w her!! u should be good to pledge now