Hideaway Strath I was nineteen in a white dress

Hello :D no worries about shortness. I think I went out of posting order there. Sorry guys :(

Artok averted his eyes and shifted his tail, though he did offer Fury a smile. He dipped his muzzle to the femme in front, and he shifted and took up a position nearby. Listening, watching, but no longer engaging. It was the war queen's domain now and her words that needed said. 

He didn't offer an introduction, knowing that his WarChief preferred wolves to speak for themselves, than someone to speak for them. At least that had been his initial contact with her.