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Neither the culture or pack name, he assumed it was, were familiar to the boy. It was understandable, though. He'd been in the valley up until recently, and hadn't left it until awhile after the buffalo wolves had taken their leave. That left him oblivious to the fact that Zaria was not the first of her culture that he'd been able to meet. The Greek had crossed paths with a masked wolf quite some time ago who went by the name 'Zoratto'. He'd been unable to stick around long enough to figure out where the younger had come from, though their lack of a shared tongue would have prevented such an opportunity from becoming available even if he had stuck around longer. It was a pity, really, that he hadn't been able to learn of the other male's origins way back then. Had he, perhaps he would have been able to ask the girl what 'maegi' meant, and why Zoratto had insisted on referring to him as such. The word had started to be used right after he'd spoken to the other in Greek, which had left him further confused. It would have been nice, perhaps, to properly lay to rest his hidden curiosity, but alas, that simply wasn't going to happen.

Before Alastor was granted the chance to speak again, he heard a growl sound from his side. He was a bit shocked when he'd turned his head, seeing that owner of such a sound. While he could understand why she had decided voice a wordless warning, he did not exactly approve. They'd gotten off to a bad start, but even so, the argent wolf could not feel any true aggression towards the returning member. Of course, he was not happy with him at the moment, but second chances were not taboo to him. Then, she took it a step farther, which really caught him off-guard. At first, he couldn't believe what he'd witnessed had actually happened. Once the situation hit him, however, it became certain in his mind that the girl had taken things way too far. In an attempt to draw Zaria's attention from the other male, he approached her slowly and nudged her side with his muzzle.Though no blood had been drawn, yet, he didn't enjoy being witness to such aggressive behavior. Copper had not posed a physical threat, therefore Alastor believed he should not have been met with such. While the words that'd left his mouth were unappealing, they did not warrant such a reaction. Clearly, Fitz did not feel threatened by the self-proclaimed king, since he'd let him back onto the mountain. If that was the case, like he assumed it was, then the foreigner felt he should relax some, and not be so quick to jump on the other's throat.