The sun hadn't risen yet but the silver Praetor was awake, platinum eyes steady and sharp as he sat by the lake edge waiting for the fiery orb that Apollo dragged across the sky, that gave them light and warmth. A new member they had, a welsh female and he sighed, pain shooting through his heart and the thought of Cadfael wondering how he was doing. He missed the jet black prince, something that he would never admit. Hopefully he was living a good life with a good pack.

Deciding he was going to be mean and wake his newest member and the Probatio up for patrols. Best she started getting to know her new pack members so he tilted his head into the air and called for the sun-touched probatio and the dark welsh female. Slowly his gaze settled on the distant horizon as he waited for them.

He flashed the sun-touched male a small smile, it was something that he was good at, judging wolves by a look and a few words and so far, all of his observations and calculations were correct. Flash was a strong and youthful wolf, willing to object and speak to his superiors when he thinks they're wrong and held lots of potential. Once he got out of Probatio, perhaps he might want to try for the Senator rank and that might help him gain the Centurion rank. Unless any other youthful potential wolves came along.

"You forgot to mention your rank, Spiritfire." he said softly with a faint smirk on his silver features. He enjoyed teasing his subordinates, finding it amusing when they either glared at him, looked embarrassed or any other reactions. He supposed they didn't like it but did he look like he cared about what they felt? No. At least he didn't care about how they felt at that moment, other times, he did.

He turned to Crëyr, "You may call me Shadow. I only request for captives, slaves and probatio to address me as Praetor, Imperator or Emperor." he said casually before turning back to his sun-touched subordinate with an amused tilt of his head.

“Not this again." said Flash, looking annoyed. Now normally he would have shove the sun-touched yearling's head onto the ground and sank his fangs into his flesh but this time he merely laughed. A soft rumbling sound coming from his throat, silver eyes gleaming with amusement. "Talking back to your Praetor now are you, Probatio Flash?" he said in an amused tone.

He grinned and sat down, flicking his tail, motioning for them to do so too. "Do you guys know what the trades are? Gamekeeper, Warden, Warrior, Caretaker etc.?" he had asked them whether they knew or not because where he had came from the names were different.

"I'm the lead Outrider which means I'm in charge of exploring, discovering new places, delivering messages, diplomatic stuff." he said and gazed at them with concealed curiosity. "Do you guys know what this kind of stuff is?"

He turned to the welsh female with a calculating look in his eyes, a faint smile now playing at his lips. "Outrider huh? I'm the lead outrider in the pack, I might be able to help you gain that rank. As for Gamekeeper, yes, I can see you might be good at that." he nodded and turned to the Probatio. To be honest, he was still slightly wary of the welsh, she reminded him of Ddraig and it felt wrong, that she was going to betray the pack or something but maybe it was just a feeling again and her resemblance to the welsh prince. Besides she had been nothing but respectful since he had seen her.

"Gamekeeper would be a good start for you, Flash as for Warden," he smirked broadly, "Whenever you see a stranger than seems to have no intention of joining our pack, give him a few injuries and a good chase and I'll give you the warden trade." he said in an amused tone. It would get him out of his trail rank and into a full member of the pack where he could prove himself and be a better wolf, learn the skills of a Roman.