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"Xianne must make a choice now, will she be the Luna, no, no? Will she fight for her subjects? Or continue being the no rank, werecat that she is?" Fenrir's voice ring inside his head. 

Xavion stared at his father, wondering about the rush, although they were bound to be kings and queens, Xavion felt his father's agitation. 

"Is there a reason behind your urgency?" Xavion asked him. 

Fenrir sipped on his liquor. "Your mother." Then he shook his head. 

"What about the queen?" Xavion said. 

"I'll be needing a search party."

"Father, what for?" Xavion was tired of being in the dark. "What's with you?"

Fenrir sighed, his ears twitching. "Just keep Xianne close to you, son." He said and scribbled into his paper, Xavion watched him frantically writing on the paper as the door opens revealing the queen. 

"Fenrir? Are you busy?" Sierra asked, sweetly.