Arcturius watched as the wolf spirit grew to stare him right in the eyes. His face grew pale, and he took another backwards step, and tripped over a tree stump. A paw the size of his head landed next to him as the wolf grew closer. A voice asked him why he was in the woods, and tears came to his eyes.<br/>"I'm here because I ran away from my problems... again..." he said. "I come into the woods to get away from the savagery of my mother, but it seems that I've strolled a bit too far in this time..." He looked up at the wolf, and a tear ran down his cheek. "Nothing I do has any affect on the outcome, my mother is so stubborn.... A little girl is going to die today because of that fact. What good of a prince am I if I can't even save one little girl?!" his voice grew. "Why do I even try anymore? I can't do anything right..." He curled up into a ball. "I'm not fit to be a prince... you can eat me if you want... that way I don't have to see that poor girl die..." It felt wonderful to finally vent, even if it was probably the last thing he would ever do.<br/><br/>Sent from my SM-S820L using Tapatalk