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Not knowing that he stood next to someone of such great importance - to the pack as well as his lost family - Tryphon did not bother to introduce himself with any vigor. He waited for the summons to conclude, and was idly watching the surroundings for others of the pack which might arrive, when Scimitar's attention drifted to him. The boy seemed a bit startled (he always did, apparently), when the man's voice reached him; Tryphon turned to look at him, and then quickly looked down at his own paws. 

"Tryphon. I'm new." He muttered, answering the question and sharing a very obvious fact. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been around a man of such presence; Scimitar was quiet and almost sullen in his affect, but his demeanor was unsettling to the boy. Still, there was something... familiar. The feeling was minuscule at best, but Tryphon recognized it from his initial meeting with Bazi. Had he... Met these wolves before? Without thinking about it, the boy's expression had turned in to a concerned frown - almost a caricature of Scimitar, except more broody.