The young prince, an honorific bestowed upon him by birth, his parents king and queen respectively, was gallivanting around the territory again, learning new things about the finer parts of the territory every day, and doing so on his own, most of the time, or with his friends… his friends were silent creatures like him, consisting of a stick and a leaf, and while he was starting to understand they were just objects, and they could not speak to him, he treated them like a child would their blanket – toys he could use to further his adventures and expand his knowledge.

It wasn’t about exploring the lands today though… it was about finding faces. He wasn’t huge on talking, that much was painfully evident by the way he held himself and how rare his voice came out to form actual words – mostly to scold at or challenge Flair for gnawing on his tail again or when he talked to Enia… no, his father had told him that the faces he saw around there were supposed to be his family which was one of the main things he had quite a good grasp on… and family was supposed to be… close? Yes, it was supposed to be close, right?

He was pretty sure that was why he had to sleep close to his tail-biting sister every night, because family was close, and it was more important than anything else in the whole wide world! He was perhaps dangerously close to the border of the territory, trying to find someone who he was supposed to call family.

It was never intentional, getting too close to the border nor crossing it… it was simply a matter of the young child’s curiosity getting the best of him, and his mind slipping away from the rules until he realized where he was and backed away… it was his mind slipping into the adventure once more, the search, that had caused him to linger so closely to the edge of the safety net his parents and family had provided him with… his mind had wandered until he heard the familiar voice, his head turning, piercing puppy blue eyes spotting the larger frame that compared to his own, a smile on his features though he said not a word at first.

He slowly pressed towards his father, his tail carrying a light wag as he noted the smile that lurked on his father’s features. “Dad.” He returned the greeting in the same manner, though his voice was higher, not quite dropping down to what it would be when he was older, and his expression was more light, more emotions slipping into his features with a wide grin and curiosity and adventure lurking in his eyes. “I was looking for everyone.” He half explained. Words were strange to him, he knew how to use them, but he preferred not to… still, as soon as he’d heard his father’s voice he’d noticed where he was, and the thick markings that the pack had left by the borders… he was looking for someone to play with who wouldn’t constantly bite his tail or avoid a fight… which meant he was looking for someone who wasn’t Flair and wasn’t Enia.