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@Shaara @Soltero Holidays... bleeggh. Finally here!

If her interest had been piqued by him, the she-wolf had hidden it well, and the Mayfair remained oblivious. His eyes scoured over her, the pattern of her pelt reminding him fiercely of his son, Akavir, though her own peppering was more pronounced. HIs tail lashed, ending the comparison there, and as she introduced herself, offering a brief breakdown of her talent, the male gave a brusque nod, his muzzle lifting to glance back to Soltero, who chose to remain silent.

“Glè mhath,” he rumbled, the old tongue of this father a comfort to him. Somehow, he had lost himself before. But he intended to put the pieces back together. “Very well,” he repeated in common tongue, a nod given to Soltero. “If Soltero deems your worth, then I trust him.” He paused, his features remaining stoical as he studied the male before him. There was no better time than now. “I’ve been meaning to ask you if you would favor the position of Beta.”