January 23rd, Late Afternoon, Overcast 12F/-11C
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Ears pressed forward, he cleared a bunching of trees to see Aponi and Karpos upon the border. His pace slowed considerably then as he glanced between the two, wondering what they could be up to. The last time he'd truly spent time with the Princess was when she was much younger, trying to explore the mountain on her own. He was surprised (and thankful) she was still alive. Perhaps that exploring had benefitted her, so he could not scold her for it, it was in the past. "Evening." He regarded the pair, offering both of them an smile, though it was short-lived, as his smiles usually were. "What are you two doing out here?" His voice was curious, no hint of judgement in its tones. They were old enough now and hopefully understood the gravity of traveling too far from home in this weather, especially at this point.
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Karpos sat there in a very passive and observatory manner. He was curious about whether or not this man would accept the princess' requests. He supposed that Chuylin would not turn down his own niece, yet he was still curious to see how it turned out. He almost was eager to ask if he could join in too, but he didn't want to piggyback on what Aponi sought out. That might appear desperate the get her attention and to spend time with her. He took a deep breathe and looked at the man and then to the princess once more. Karp thought back to his own training session with Mapplethorpe, who had told him that he had promise as a guardian. The former Pitch Pine Prince wanted nothing more than to do what he needed to do to be loyal to the pack.
"Teach me to fight, I won't be a princess forever and I need to be able to defend myself and fight for my position." The words echoed through his ears as he repeated it in his mind. She was right, she wouldn't be a princess forever. One day she would be queen and though Karp didn't admit it to himself yet, he wanted to be her king. He closed his eyes and took a deep breathe as he scented around. It felt nice, not having his stomach rumbling. He wondered if every winter was that harsh or if this one was just insane? Time would tell.