The silent fox trotting beside him was a comfort as Kass stepped outside his comfortable pack boundaries to head west. Past the Destruction packs, past Fiori, all the way to the battlefield before turning south and now he stood once again at the border of Imperium. Valentine's pack - the pack Drashiel had died in and left his children to. Integra's pack. He was a little nervous about calling, worried that he might somehow get the young Armada in trouble for coming to him to learn. He didn't know, after all, whether she was going against Valentine to do that and the last thing he wanted to do was get her in trouble. But he did want to see Valen again. Raising his head nervously he called out a single, long note for Valen, one alpha to another, before seating himself at the border to wait, a silent Rommel keeping vigil beside him. "Talk" "You" Think

Valentine lay on his belly with a shrieking Angelus pinned beneath him. The bigger he got the more brazen the boy became. The brute had been sound asleep when a sharp pain in his haunch had startled him awake. He'd snapped around to find the pointy end of some kind of leaf buried in his skin. By the time he'd realized how it had gotten there the culprit was out of sight. Maybe he should have called the boy back, but he didn't. Instead he'd taken off after him and wrestled him to the ground. Once Angel was pinned Valentine settled into mercilessly chewing on his ears and (somewhat aggressively) tickling him. Kassander's call brought Valen's head up and his rump down. Beneath him, Angel groused about the sudden weight on his chest. Distracted, Valentine leaned down to rumble a word of warning before letting his son go. He then took off for the border. --- Ah, there he was. "Kassander Xanilov," Valentine said warmly as he approached. Tail wagging lazily, he stopped before the auburn brute. "And what bring Ebony's King to Imperium on this fine day?" His eyes briefly went to the fox before returning to the mismatched gaze of the King. What brought Ebony's ruler to Imperium was a mystery to the Imperator. He assumed there was business to discuss, but what exactly, he couldn't say. ""