Cedar Sweep A place to call home

The white woman seemed thoughtful, and in the lapse of silence Alder ripped another fresh chunk of rabbit from the corpse. He was chewing as she spoke, but he couldn't help the grin that spread across his buldging maw nor the wag of his tail. Nodding, he pushed the other half of the rabbit towards her, standing and stretching out fully before answering.

             "The Court is always accepting members who are loyal and ambitious, looking for a family among royalty. We don't give out information to those who don't want to join, and we don't bother those who don't bother us. There are many different ranks in my home, ones that require you to work hard to earn. "

Pausing, Alder waited for her to answer - but before he'd really stayed quiet long, he realized he should probably introduce himself. He left out his own technical rank name - for he didn't truly have one, at this time - but he'd already told her he and his wife led together: she could assume what would be true in a few more weeks, that he was the King. 

                               "I'm Alder, by the way. The Queen is my wife, Aspen."