Blacktail Deer Plateau Stairway To Heaven

The male submitted, almost mechanically, and Peregrine maintained his own posture. When the stranger spoke, he detected a slight accent. A look of confusion passed over his face—he didn't understand the other male's use of the word homage in such a context—but he wasn't the type to linger on such unimportant matters.

"What is your name? And what are your skills?" the Alpha questioned, keeping things simple, as always. He felt vaguely threatened by the stranger's sheer size, yet knew it would take more than brute strength to usurp him from his role as the plateau's patriarch. He tried to focus on how this man's enormous size could be of use. He would make one hell of a Warrior or Warden, that was for sure.