He had been watching Naiche and Magnus compete for the role of Reaper. He would have brought it to a halt when Asla had injured her leg, but his even-headed sister had talked him out of it. The position was sorely in need of filling with the loss of Malalia, Resin, and Tamsyn. The pack needed more structure, and it would lay waste to the hard work Naiche and Magnus had already pooled into the competition. The challenge had continued, and Naiche and Magnus had both risen to the task. Training, teaching, patrolling and socialising. They had both become integral parts of the pack. It was good, very good, to have Magnus back. To see Naiche grow as he learned and time passed. In the end, he had chosen the winner. Magnus was older and more experienced, and that was something he could bring to the role. He had taken a risk with Malalia, and now she was gone. Had she crumbled under the pressure? He might never know. Magnus had won, but he was proud of Naiche, and would foster a plan to encourage his growth. Raising his head, he called to Magnus and Naiche, summoning both challengers to him. "Seer"

Naiche had been doing a quick patrol with Pan, already thinking up his plans for later in the day which included going to check on Asla when he heard Sirius calling for him and Magnus.  Had the decision been made?  Either way, it was Sirius calling which meant an instant response.  Naiche turned in the direction of the call and picked up into a lengthy trot.  The pangolin kept to its normal seat on Naiche’s shoulder and forehead and could almost be forgotten with how use Naiched was to its weight. Once Sirius was in sight he slowed down to a lengthy walk to stand before him, tail raised half-way between relaxed and excited as he worked for formality instead of eagerness.  “Sirius,” the tone moderated between formal and friendly for the occasion.  Hah! He beat Mags here, of course, that could be that he was simply closer at the time.  Pan made sure to give a polite greeting to as it raised its head off Naiche’s forehead and waved his clawed little hand at the warlord. Speech:"Live to fight" Think