Stavanger Bay The sea is my home [IC Joining]

The white prince raised his head, sapphire blue eyes meeting her eyes for a swift second before its gaze had dipped back onto his ivory paws. He hated submitting to others, but just this time, he'll do it. Besides it was a bonus that someone in this pack knew how to speak ancient Norse, he assumed that she was the Alpha's wife and the Alpha was someone that spoke it too. And if he was extremely lucky, the leader would be a viking too. “talar Þu forna Norse?" a thin smile appeared on his lips though vanished in a second as he regarded her questions. He decided to answer the second one first, best introduce himself. “ek heir Syver, Syver Hakon Ironside. ek frá langt í burtu biǫð. fár mánaðr fara héðan. biǫð vikingr, ert þú vikingr. tala form Norse eptir allr."he said softly in his light accented voice. The other male did not seem to understand or speak ancient Norse so not all of the wolves here spoke it. But some was better than none. The white prince tilted his head as he answered the next question, voice full of quiet confidence, after all he was not ashamed of himself. “ek fæddur vikingr. ek betri færni en fyrri pakki vinum mínum, þrátt æsku. Ég er góður bardagamaður, ferðast, landkönnuður, varnarmaður, veiðimaður, leiðtogi og sundmaður. Ég er fljótur og sterkur þrátt fyrir aldur minn og ég er ekki óreyndur. Ég hef upplifað margar árás og bardaga, ör djúpt inni feldinum mínum getur sannað það. Ég vil einnig að læra." he said in his soft accented voice, he was not boasting, he was merely telling the truth, and it showed in his voice. There was no touch of boasting in his voice, just the simple truth.