Two Eyes Cenote Gentle words, harsh faces

Rodyn was not a wolf that thought himself more important than anyone. He knew in a way he was, but it didn't matter to him. And he preferred his humble orgins and way of life than most other's did. He also didn't consider himself a lord, though he supposed in a way he was, being that he was an alpha of his own pack lands. Wouldn't the wolves be disappointed to know that Rodyn would marry for love, or perhaps companionship if Kukutux deemed it so. And the status of the wolf in question wouldn't matter to him.

He was met with a grand turn out and it made him distinctly uncomfortable. He tilted an ear forward and waited quietly. The palace was clean and there were guards and servants that met him quickly.

Hello. It is a pleasure to meet you. He dipped his head too Please lead the way. Thank you.

He lifted his wares to his shoulders and maw.