Rising Sun Valley Reds, oranges and yellows

So the other was also a Roman, a brief smile graced the agouti male's lips at his words but did not speak until the next questions were issued. He guessed by now that this wolf was probably the Praetor of the pack, or the Alpha as the wolves of these lands called the leader. “Et iumenta, et inedia mori fidus, si opus est, defendere pervenisse. Pugnantis et etiam duas magnus medicus sum. Suspicor enim infirmum est, quomodo meis semper sum velle ad sacrificium meum, et animam meam coniectis odio errare." he said with his head still bowed. He wasn't ashamed of his flaws, everyone had their own and these were his, he was being honest and that was what the Alpha wanted right? That was why he even asked the question.

His gaze drifted to his cream colored paws as he waited for the silver roman's reply hoping that it was a yes. He really wanted a new home, and it was even better that the leader was a roman. But he doubted the silver male would follow the traditional ways, not here in these strange lands where there were no legions or cohorts just random packs scattered all over the places.