Northstar Vale I'm tryin' not to let it show, that I don't wanna let this go.

Akavir, for the most part, never strayed far from his wife or children. His reconnection with his brother couldn't have come at a better time, and the sparse conversations he had with other pack members had been conveluted at best--Hime's words to him still striking some unknown meaning that he hadn't bothered to dwell on. 

The meeting, however, had left his trust in their safety rattled, and while he hadn't shared with Ibis the strange shift of pack dynamics, he had kept even more careful watch over her since. He hadn't wanted to add to her stress after becoming a new mother, but when the scent of the one wolf who had truly shaken the core of the Empire now drifted to him, the iron wolf was alert, his movement quick. 

he heard the call of her name and he felt the pull of his lips to a silent snarl. Akavir was laid back by nature--but as he stalked forward, the shadow was quick to intercept the great white wolf, pulling forward to partially block the view of the den entrance and his children inside. 

there was no warmth in the champagne gold of his eyes, and his voice cut through the pleasant exchange to get to the point. "Emperor," he greeted, though the title held no reverence nor respect upon his tongue. "Can we help you?"