Sleeping Dragon Deuteronomy

When she approaches, he does not submit in such a way of a wolf begging to join. Thuringwethil had invited him to join and her offer hadn't been taken right away. As promise, she had not saved him a spot in her reign, but there is room to house the large male. She'd seen what he's capable of doing and his strength showed promise and she found herself surprisingly eager to see how he acclimates to her new home. Their future largely uncertain, a pack that has been brimming with enough mouths to feed, and adding another wouldn't but that much strain on them.

However, a future with promise.

He speaks then, flicking his gaze to hers and her fur bristles around her neck. She even offers a flash a teeth but the connection is for perhaps a second and he's looked elsewhere. A confirmation he held to his word, accepting his role beneath her. "Come," is her only command, urging him to cross into her territory.