09-26-2019, 02:45 PM
Yet another person arrived on the scene, and it was none other than Torren. Someone Worm didn't know particularly well, but found that he did enjoy the younger male's company, since he was surprisingly refined and kind, and they even had the fact that they were both princes in common, not that Wormwood knew that, since it wasn't as if they had just sat around and discussed princely duties. In addition to that, Worm wasn't even sure if he still counted as a prince anymore, thanks to his parents being dead. If he was back in the pride, he supposed that he would be king now... the thought made his stomach roll, since he didn't particularly want to be the king of the pride anymore. It had been his goal for ages back when he had been a cub, but now the thought of returning to a group of lions that had hated and disrespected him for so long, instead of just staying with the people in Tanglewood who now felt like some of his best friends and his true family... he would never return there. He'd take Tanglewood over being pride king any day, he was sure of it. If he had known about Torren's status, he probably would've wondered what Torren thought of his lineage and his life... perhaps being a prince was a dream for him, rather than a nightmare.
The male realized he had been zoned out for a long moment, and he quickly shook his had to chase away his wild thoughts, a small smile gracing his muzzle. When Torren asked if he had anything astronomy related to read, he blinked and nodded, the hellhound turned towards the large box and beginning to root through it, being especially careful not to rip anything up. Eventually he was able to find a couple of books on stars and constellations, ones that he used to remember fondly, since he had used them to stargaze with Poetking... now they just sort of made his heart ache, which was why the male had decided they would be added into the box of rejects. Pulling them out carefully with his toothy maw, he moved to place them down in front of Torren before barking softly, his tail wagging from side to side at the thought of his books going to someone who would really appreciate them – evidently a couple of someones, although Worm himself wasn't aware of it, "I've got these, if that's what you're thinking of. They can help with stuff like stargazing, or just knowing what something is when there's a weird star in the sky."
The male realized he had been zoned out for a long moment, and he quickly shook his had to chase away his wild thoughts, a small smile gracing his muzzle. When Torren asked if he had anything astronomy related to read, he blinked and nodded, the hellhound turned towards the large box and beginning to root through it, being especially careful not to rip anything up. Eventually he was able to find a couple of books on stars and constellations, ones that he used to remember fondly, since he had used them to stargaze with Poetking... now they just sort of made his heart ache, which was why the male had decided they would be added into the box of rejects. Pulling them out carefully with his toothy maw, he moved to place them down in front of Torren before barking softly, his tail wagging from side to side at the thought of his books going to someone who would really appreciate them – evidently a couple of someones, although Worm himself wasn't aware of it, "I've got these, if that's what you're thinking of. They can help with stuff like stargazing, or just knowing what something is when there's a weird star in the sky."
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— Reggan