Hushed Willows Your lizard king has spoken (all hail)

He looked to their Alpha's, still growing accustomed with one another and the way that they moved and spoke together. Stark offered a small smile, nodding in his own support before they were given leave to have fun and enjoy one another as they pleased. Stark gave Grace a friendly bump as he moved, shoulder brushing hers as he made his way to the littlest life of the party. 

Stark scooped the pup up with a paw, speaking Tambourine's name as he let the puppy back down to earth, nudging him before jumping a couple steps away - encouraging the puppy to play. If the others wanted to join in a little game of chase it would have been a fine idea, but, he'd be pleased at whatever choice they made. Later, Harlyn offered a story, Stark giving his own after - a fabled legend from his youth. Something no doubt that he'd heard from his father.

It could be good for them. They just had to want it. They had to work for it.