Scout Pry

"Oh servant!" Scout called to you, not even bothering to look in your direction in despite of your long years as friends. In reality however he finds it hard to look at you without blushing. "If I am to be king I will not able to be about the castle gardens with all those tedious responsibilities of mine, correct?" He turned his nose upwards, not giving you a chance to respond before continuing with his ranting, "How could anyone accept such a horrible offer!? I mean... There's absolutely no free time as a ruler of a kingdom. And there's no fun nor is there any availability to go about doing absolutely nothing! I'm a prince! And an important member of the Pry nobility! I need time to at least get my beauty sleep!" Scout complained with a long groan and an irritated eye roll. His tail twitched with annoyance. He'd always been rather free all things considered with the clearly lacking responsibilities of a prince compared to a ruler but seeing as he was the oldest son to the king of Felis Silvestrus he was next in line to be king. A responsibility that to him seemed rather dull and tedious if not intimidating... "I'm not some lowly peasant that can spend all my days working. It's important for someone such as myself to be enjoying the finer things in life." He said arrogantly.

His fluffy ears twitched impatiently as he awaited your comfort. "Right, Servant?" He frowned, raising an eyebrow expectantly. Out of habit he glanced at you which allowed him to once again remember how pretty you were to him, causing him to blush and quickly turn away from you to hide the growing tint of red on his cheeks. "Oh, i-it doesn't matter!" He scoffed, too impatient to wait for your reply. "B-besides! There's not much you could do. You're but a lackey~" He commented petulantly before he collapsed himself onto the marble bench which has been kept warm by the sun's shining light.