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Figment arrived soon after the call - quiet, polite and inquisitive. Wraen smiled at him and before she managed to begin he introductions, Bronco came on the stage - outgoing, confident and cheeky - he stole the spotlight and the Sovereign blushed a little at his boldness in his address to her and chuckled as well. There was a bit of confusion in Arcturus's eyes, she had a good guess of why it would be so, but did not offer a verbal remark, instead shaking her head lightly and shrugging. That's, how it is here.

"Well, the job "sovereign" entails some privileges that others do not have," she replied, looked from Bronco to her friend from Moonspear, as if evaluating, comparing them and then added. "I could have you both, you know?" But jokes aside there had been a more important matter, why she had called the two. "Arcturus - this is Bronco - son of Niamh - and this is Figment - Phox's son and Towhee's nephew," she explained. "And - boys - this is Arcturus, our most recent claim and recruit. He is a trained and experienced guardian and he has expressed his wish to join you in the patrols.

Treat him nicely and you may learn a great deal for him. He has been raised and trained among by the very best in the trade," Wraen finished with a hint of pride in her voice. "You two could show him around the perimeter and get to know each other."