08-15-2018, 05:25 PM
[font=trebuchet ms]As a child, from the very beginning, Paper had known that becoming the Pack Leader was a long shot.
For starters, the hierarchy was long and winding. First he had to become a squad leader, then he had to defeat the other squad leaders in battle, then he had to defeat the Falconer in order to become the Second- and from there, he had to wait for the Pack Leader to die. That was assuming that Dustdevil and Miragelight both died within his lifetime, too, in whichever order it happened to be. Up until recently, he had thought that impossible; both were in very good health when he had left the pack.
Of course, that hadn't been the case, but by the time he found that out it was too late to matter. Part of him still wondered who had become the Second after Dustdevil rose up. His money had been on Blankslate, but Stormyheights was also a vicious opponent, and all of the squad leaders had their own strengths and weaknesses. Any one of them could have come out on top if everything went their way.
That held little bearing on his life right now, though. Right now, he was more concerned with helping the Typhoon and figuring out who had attacked Gold than he was with his old pack. The road to the top was long and winding, too, but it would be worth it.
Noticing Pincher folding origami, however, Paper let himself be drawn over, his eyes fixing on the fish figure. That would explain where Gold had gotten her folding skills from, if nothing else. "Soothing?" he asked softly, looking over at Pincher's work-in-progress. Taking care of an entire crew would start to wear on one's mind, for sure.
/ish ending
For starters, the hierarchy was long and winding. First he had to become a squad leader, then he had to defeat the other squad leaders in battle, then he had to defeat the Falconer in order to become the Second- and from there, he had to wait for the Pack Leader to die. That was assuming that Dustdevil and Miragelight both died within his lifetime, too, in whichever order it happened to be. Up until recently, he had thought that impossible; both were in very good health when he had left the pack.
Of course, that hadn't been the case, but by the time he found that out it was too late to matter. Part of him still wondered who had become the Second after Dustdevil rose up. His money had been on Blankslate, but Stormyheights was also a vicious opponent, and all of the squad leaders had their own strengths and weaknesses. Any one of them could have come out on top if everything went their way.
That held little bearing on his life right now, though. Right now, he was more concerned with helping the Typhoon and figuring out who had attacked Gold than he was with his old pack. The road to the top was long and winding, too, but it would be worth it.
Noticing Pincher folding origami, however, Paper let himself be drawn over, his eyes fixing on the fish figure. That would explain where Gold had gotten her folding skills from, if nothing else. "Soothing?" he asked softly, looking over at Pincher's work-in-progress. Taking care of an entire crew would start to wear on one's mind, for sure.
/ish ending
[font=trebuchet ms]some weirdo