Ouroboros Spine I am that is

Kyron waited patiently for the other man to answer, knowing that he was currently under the weather and was probably still wallowing in self-pity and shame despite what the Persian had just told him. He didn't blame him; the sand prince knew what it felt like to lose seemingly all your pride and dignity; he'd been through that before but came out of it alive and possibly, a better wolf than he had been before. He was certain that Goldilocks here would do the same because if he didn't, Kyron wouldn't be able to do much to help him.

"They're still in the...claiming process but they're nice wolves. I'm sure they'll take you in, but perhaps you might want to stay the night here before meeting them. You'll need to look..somewhat better than you do now and talk about your skills and whatnot." Kyron blinked at 'Goldilocks' and smiled briefly, encouragingly. "Don't look so down. You'll be fine by tomorrow. I'll even stay the night with you. God knows what'll happen if I don't." Patiently, Kyron grinned at him, hoping to cheer him up somewhat. "I still don't know you're name, you know. Unless you want me to keep calling you 'Goldilocks'..."