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Reyson was absolutely thrilled to see Meadow, even if it also filled him with fear. She slid right into his embrace, and he smiled against her ruff. He tugged gently.

I missed you too. He murmured quietly.

Makono was there and then Khaba and Reyson immediately was on guard. Eyes flashed to them, and then back to Meadow. He tried to give her a look, that it was okay. But he knew that this invite was not a question, it was a demand.

Reyson immediately cut to a guard pose on her side, blue eyes flashing from first Makono and then to Khaba, but he said nothing at first.

He pressed a head to Meadow's side, and spoke. Princeps Makono, Jodai Khaba. This is Meadow. The female I am courting.

There it was the line in the sand and the possessive energy that he was laying it clear who she was to him. Though there was no threat in his words. If they had any idea of his inner workings. They would realize that were they do something untoward to his woman, despite where he was or who he was. There would be a consequence to such an action.