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Even as the Moonspearean responded to Regi's first question, the Frostfur-DiSarinno bear tucked the information away though he still could not place why it particularly mattered. It had been a spur of the moment question, likely garnered by the ivory male's lack of knowledge about the two packs that had merged to form anew. This allowed Regi to eradicate the guilt he'd felt at not knowing much of the Plateau's diplomatic history himself. The consideration that perhaps he should call for Dante or Lasher, or perhaps another who was more well versed in such a thing came to his mind, however, he did not do so. Regi saw a chance here to hit two birds with one stone, and he was not one to pass up opportunities when they came his way.

“So why does past associations matter, then? If previous alliances or disputes are being put aside?” Perhaps Regi was just being slow, but he had caught a sort of contradiction in the ivory man's words. He wasn't intentionally trying to be a prick but he could see how his stoic and curt questions — and accordingly answers — might have inspired such a conclusion. He was extremely protective by nature and he did have the Plateau's best interests in his heart. Perhaps all he lacked was a little instruction — which he supposed if he didn't want to be turned down for the warden trade he should probably look into that because he didn't think he was doing a good job ...sort of acting like he had a stick up his ass.

He sighed then, fiery gaze rolling skyward for a second before it settled back upon Lex. “Look I'm not trying to be a fuckwit or anything,” Pride was a bitter pill to swallow. “but is this an official thing? Do your leaders desire good standing with the Plateau; because if that's the purpose I don't think the messenger boys like you and I are good for this. I firmly believe that it's something the leaders should discuss themselves as they make the decisions at the end of the day.” Sending a messenger to negotiate an alliance was kind of ...weak in Regi's eyes. If he was a leader he would discuss such things with a fellow leader instead of sending a middle man. “I don't know much of the Plateau's previous alliances or grievances with other packs,” He admitted. Finally; even if he did he wouldn't feel right promising anything to Lex or Moonspear when he had no power to do so. “and I don't feel right promising anything in the name of my leaders without their consent. So I'll tell you what,” Regi licked his lips, preparing to make his proposition. “I'll seek out my leaders, inquire about how they stood with The Sunspire and Stavanger Bay and see if there's any interest in an alliance or good standing with Moonspear and I'll go to Moonspear and we'll see what happens.” Because presently, that was the best Regi could do in the given situation.