Sleeping Dragon this world was built on blood and battles (just like you)

He sat simply among the group, never too close or too far away from any of the other wolves, but he readily gave his attention to the leaders -- Thuringwethil specifically. She gave him the impression that this whole matter was largely hers to handle since she had the details and a plan. He did keep an eye on the silvered queen as well, for her thoughts on this would matter just as much.

While his expression may have seemed outright impassive as he glanced around the group assembled, he was curious enough to find interest in this. He was adaptable enough to fill roles wherever needed, be them defensive or offensive, but he was admittedly lure by the potential for excitement in going abroad to oust the others. Since he had been taking it relatively easy since joining the Dragon, he had managed to rest and repair his condition a bit in the meantime, so he saw no fault in volunteering -- especially after the little red wolf spoke up with the first affirmation.

His display was not nearly so noble as hers, since he stayed with his rump on the ground with his tail curled neatly around his paws, but he was straightforward. "I can go too, if needed." he tossed in after Lorne finished. Dio would be understanding if the leaders saw more fit to opt for wolves they knew (and trusted) better, so he wouldn't be offended if he wasn't accepted to go for whatever reason.