Neverwinter Forest And I'm ready to soar

FitzDutiful smiled as Asterr apologised for not introducing herself. She reminded him of how he was before he became alpha - ever willing to please and sometimes putting himself out for others. That had had to stop, either because of the circumstances he had been placed in or because of the pressure of alpha-ship. He couldn't have told you which. "FitzDutiful Silvertip." he responded with a small nod of his head. It was then onto the name of her pack, a reply that he could scarce pronounce.

There seemed to be an influx of foreign tongues in the valley, but FitzDutiful didn't have time to talk any longer as a howl went up from the nearby mountain summoning him home. "I'd best go. An alpha's duty and all." He nodded his head once more in a goodbye before turning on his tail and heading off back home. He had achieved what he needed to here, there was no threat looming and maybe another pack that they could be friendly with.