Lost Creek Hollow In the dead of Night

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Sorscha appeared enthralled, and Taikon relished the spotlight she offered him. He beamed at her fascination, raising his head and smiling, still oddly.
The russet she-wolf then asked him what had happened for him to lose his princehood. This was something he had to think about, and he looked down and away, a bit puzzled at the idea. Well, he started, though he was still thinking. The reality was that he no longer had a right to the Farukan throne. However, he was still technically the son of a King and Queen, and thus, should still be properly called a prince. You know, I never actually thought about it before but I think I still am one. The realization was profound, and Taikon blinked a bunch, feeling silly and strange at this new information.
I no longer have a right to the throne in my birth pack, but now that I think about it, I don't think that makes me not a prince. Heh, he explained briefly, watching her, smiling. Taikon had spoken it as though he were talking about the breeding habits of shellfish; the tone of his voice was flat and dull.