He lays draped across his throne, planted in the middle of the room, occasionally plucking a cupcake from the side table. He was bored out of his mind from waiting, having half the mind to just nap his way through it. Kcalb had left a while ago to check up on a far away village, doing the job Etihw refused to do. In reality, it was because he was expecting someone. Ever since the Attack, the people had been wary of newcomers, but this one felt different. Perhaps some excitement was on its way.