Reign
He who is to be a good ruler
must have first been ruled
For a brief moment, Reign's ears twitched. He didn't like being called a 'newborn' or 'untrained youth', but he discarded the comment. Showing the discord among their Kingdom in front of Reseda was not a good idea, and so he held his tongue. Besides, he had long learned that Envy tended to speak without thinking so, even though their words rubbed his fur the wrong way, he ignored them.
However, he couldn't help but to wince at their words, bragging about having a dragon on their side. Oh, he hoped that Dread would ignore that. The dragon was not the brightest crayon in the box, for sure, but surely Dread would notice that? He was glad to see, however, that Dread seemed not to notice or, at least, seemed not bothered in the least.
Reseda addressed him, then, and the cheetah twitched his ears. He stepped back, instead, eying her disinterestedly--King Envy would never 'infect' him. He was his own creature, intending on teaching those he could. He was no child to be infested with the weasel's idealizations. "You have no need to worry about me." he addressed her, before turning to trot away, having nothing more to say.
-exit Reign-