SO TAKE A SWING AT ME
The Khan knew nothing of what was happening around him anymore. He spent over a season searching for Lova, even after he had spoken with Mabbit of Amberbjorne, the disappearance of nearly half of his family. How much of Starfall had vanished seemingly into thin air? Some of his own children were gone as well it seemed, and his large lake-side den felt so empty without his family. Tarben had to go on though. In the midst of it all, it seemed even Soraya had vanished. But not before leaving a parting gift - A maned wolf pup. The last child of Beartooth it seemed. Kublai knew this was likely not good, most of Beartooths kin were vicious beasts of raging hormones just looking to procreate, males dominantly. And of course, the little kalak was a boy.
Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months and the kalak grew. He was an adult now, able to speak, hunt, and now claim if he chose. And Kublai could sense the want for the throne in Fenrir. Talk, rumors, whispers circulated. Kublai and Lova were never fully crowned, not formally. However it was obvious the throne fell to them. Now Lova was gone, and the throne no longer continued to a son or daughter of Beartooth, who founded the very pack that is Tarben. Kublai knew their laws, he lived as a Beta for long enough. He felt fit to rule, and fit to bear the crown. After all, he had initiated the peace treaty with Aelous that would solve Starfalls wars and disputes.
The peafowl plumed male moved elegantly to the icy throne, still yet to sit on it. He stared for a few moments, taking in that he was to sit alone on the same throne he had seen Beartooth sit before. His eyes wandered to the pedestal of ice that he had made, where Lova was nearly claimed by some imp of a man in the ranks. Ares was it? He had passed away in the last war. He would have to keep some of their laws in tact, he was guilty of following the claiming law itself anyways. He sighed, before climbing his way onto the throne. His white head fell back, calling forward Tarben and any seeking a home in their ranks. This meeting would be one of much to be shared, much to be asked, and much needed change.
Walk, "Talk", Think.
SO TAKE A SWING AT ME
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