Pontifex hadn't wanted to waste any time after Loccian had broken the news to him about their brother and so the pair had traveled quickly to Seracia, the place he assumed his sister called home now. It was an odd place, the territory divided between forestry and what Loccian called farm land. Seracia wasn't hard to track, it's scent much more distinct than any of the other territories inside of Alacritis. It was a rather exotic place, the dark night having never seen any place like it before. Would he be calling these new lands home soon? He would have to wait. The siblings approached the border of Seracia slowly, Pontifex's steps measured, cautious as the scent of the pack invaded his nostrils. How would the alphas respond to the fact that he was the brother of one of their passed members? Surely Octavian had been well respected within this pack, Pontifex was sure of it. Limbs brought the brute to a halt just shy of the border, golden gaze scouring the terrain ahead, drinking it in before he allowed his crown to fall back, an announcing howl splitting the air as he called to the pack alphas. After a moment he let the song drop, turning his gaze towards Loccian who had stopped next to him, her grey gems flickering to him. He stepped closer to his sister, pressing his side against her own before allowing his gaze to fall back towards Sercia, awaiting the arrival of the alphas. Talk like this

After her had made his decision the siblings had set off to Seracia, where Pontifex would be greeted and accepted by Gerhardt. It wasn't until the lands were within sight though that she realized that she had yet gone to the King, hadn't seen him since the burial. Ears lay back on her head at this realization, thoughts running through her head. Would he be upset that his healer had failed to check in on him, even after Bronze had talked to him about her return. She had a feeling that he would be a bit upset but also knew he would understand how she must be feeling, what might be running through her head. At last they had reached the border, head turning to look to her brother, watching him scan the new terrain. It was definitely different from the rest of Alacritia, and in her whole life she had never seen such a place. It was interesting, holding a mysterious tone about it since it was nothing natural. A howl pulled her back to reality, ear swiveling towards her brother who was summoning Gerhardt. Lips pulled back in a small smile as he stepped close to her, pressing his side into her, the females tail brushing against him. This is it... We will be together again. Octavian, he has come. She smiled, a warm feeling filling her heart and spreading through her body. Carefully she lifted her snout to the sky, jaws ajar before releasing a long and smooth howl, just letting the King know she was accompanying the previous one. "normal. talk. think. you."

The solo King would be strolling along the borders at the time of the call. He rarely left the invisible bounds, but it was important to know them well and to spread his scent evenly among them in order to keep them safe. The pack was growing, prospering, and Gerhardt attributed this in part to his diligence toward the borders. And so, when the call came across the borders only a short distance away, Gerhardt was interested in just who was calling. A second call rang out, this one familiar in contrast to the first. A smile crossed his lips as he knew it to be Loccian's melody filling the air. So, she had brought someone with her? The King stopped briefly in his tracks, taking the time to shake his pelt free of any debris or dirt that might have deposited. When was through his tail flagged upward and his head raised an inch.

Picking up a bumpy lope, the King marched toward their calls, curiosity painted clearly on his face. Tail wavered placidly behind him as he arrived on the scene, noting a man standing very close to Loccian. What was this? The King had thought she and Bronze were hitting it off nicely, was this man another suitor? Of course, he could very well be family. Yes, that was surely a safer assumption. Jaws fell open. "Loccian," came caring and affectionate tones. The King was rather fond of his Contessa. ".. and who do we have here?" Notes would ring out as he shifted his vision from the woman to the man at her side. He was easily an impressive looking creature, and his appearance was similar to that of Loccian's.

"Speech"

Not long after he?d allowed his call to echo out above the treetops his sister added her own voice, perhaps letting the alphas know that the stranger was accompanied by a known member. His gaze would travel back to Loccian, noticing the smile that curled her lips, a genuine thing if he?d ever saw one before. It wasn?t tinged with sadness, like the forced one she?d presented him upon dropping the news of their departed brother. It was a real smile. Did she realize that things were going to start getting better between the two? The pair didn?t have to wait long for the alphas, or alpha in this case since the king traveled alone, to grace them with his presence. It appeared he?d been already in the area when they had summoned them and found them easily enough. He was an imposing man, very regal in his stature, his eyes a royal violet, very befitting of the king. Pontifex straightened up, though minding how high he positioned himself, not wanting to surpass the king in a show of dominance. The king called out to his sister, affection lacing his words before he questioned the dark brute?s presence. A bow was presented to the king before he spoke, leveling his golden gaze with the king?s violet one. I am Pontifex sir, sister of Loccian and brother to Octavian. I came seeking acceptance among your ranks. With my brother departed, I no longer wish to be apart from my sister and I could think of no better way of always being with her than joining the pack she was a part of. His voice was steady, slightly wavering at the mention of Octavian. How well had the king known Octavian? What kind of rank had his brother held in this pack? His questions would have to wait till later as he waited for a word from the king. Would he allow him to join the ranks on the simple notion that he was related to Octavian and Loccian? He would find out. Talk like this

It did not take long for Gerhardt to make an appearance, Loccian's head lowering, ears pinning back against her head in nervousness. She gave a polite dip of her head to the king, smiling shyly when he spoke her name. Gerhardt. She spoke softly, her grey gaze following his to her brother. Within moments Pontifex spoke up, the girls ears lifting off her head. She smiled at his words, tail brushing against him briefly before looking back to the King for a reaction. Pontifex would be a good addition to the pack, he was strong and determined, he would do well here. I apologize for being gone so long, Octavian's death... it... Her brows came together, lips pursing, tail lashing behind her. It was big for me, especially with how our life use to be before we arrived here. She tried to come off strong, holding her head up, body calm, there was no way she wanted to lose it in front of the King. I don't want you to think I have brought my brother here just for that, it is true I want him by my side more, but he will be a great addition to Seracia. The small shewolf pulled her gaze away from the King to look to Pontifex, a warm smile upon her lips. This would be a great opportunity for him, not only to become closer with her, but to also experience friendship and possibly even start a family here when ever he found the right girl. Something that would not have been possible out of happiness and love back at home. "normal. talk. think. you."

Eyes would scope over the male appraisingly, beginning to honestly assume that he was kin to Loccian in some way. He would give his name, Pontifex - a sibling of both Loccian and the late Octavian. Gerhardt dipped his head kindly as the male offered the primary reasoning for his longing to join Seracia. The King prepared to speak, but silenced himself as Loccian spoke on her recent scarceness. He knew very well that her brother's death had taken a great toll on her, and had understood when he'd seen less and less of her over the past few weeks. Still, he had grown worried over the woman and was glad to see her back and in relatively good health. She stood firm and spoke her piece about her brother, vouching for his usefulness to the pack.

When she was through he spoke up, a smile upon his face. "I wouldn't be worth my position as King if i didn't rejoice in your joining Seracia, Pontifex. Any sibling or relative of this wonderful she-wolf is welcome in my kingdom." He offered Loccian a kind smile. "And as always it's a pleasure to welcome you back, contessa." Her rank was spoken fondly, as if it were a nickname personal to she and he alone. Attention would then fall back upon the man as his tail danced between his hocks. "Every one of us must choose an area of service to the Kingdom. If you have an area in mind you can choose it now, or you can take a few days to decide and let me know when you've settled." Many newcomers wished to think it over for a while, but some - quite a few, actually - came with an idea already in their heads. Almost every wolf had a specific skill set, and Gerhardt was sure Pontifex was no exception.

"Speech"

King Gerdhart, as Loccian had addressed him, looked him over appraisingly. Perhaps the fact that he was a sibling to one of his members made him look good in the king's eyes? Pontifex wasn't sure. The king's bow was returned as the dark knight lowered his head in respect for the alpha. This was the first time since he'd left their home that the brute was joining a pack again. It was a strange concept, but the man didn't want to spend the rest of his days alone. He had his sister now and hell be damned if he wasn't going to spend as much time with her as he could before the earth claimed his body. The king was about to speak but Loccian jumped in, interceding on her brother's part, trying to win him points in the king's favor by adding that he would be a good addition to Seracia. Pontifex stood just a little taller, crown held proudly as Gerdhart began to speak. Every one of us must choose an area of service to the Kingdom. If you have an area in mind you can choose it now, or you can take a few days to decide and let me know when you've settled. He wasn't sure where he'd fit in, it had been so long since he'd lived in a pack, but he was willing to do whatever he could to prove himself. I must admit sir, it has been sometime since I have been apart of pack, but if it isn't too much to ask and if it is possible, I would like to take over the rank my brother held. I am willing to do whatever it takes to prove I am worth holding his title. If his title has been occupied, then I will take whatever you believe I can serve you best sir. Sincerity rung true in his words as he bowed once again to the King, ready to accept whatever he would give him. Talk like this

Ears perked up as Gerhardt spoke, shy smile upon her lips at his kind words, welcoming Pontifex as part of the pack. It was great to hear, to know he would welcome him because of Loccian and Octavian's loyalties and duties for Seracia. Made it feel like one big family, where everyone was welcomed. Him calling her by rank though brought a strange feeling, unsure of how to feel about it but definitely felt good. Made her feel special. The attention was put on Pontifex once again though, explaining how everyone choose an area of service in the Kingdom and could let the King know now or wait a few days to figure it out. Wasting no time he had spoken, bringing up how he had not been in a pack for some time now and would like to take the rank their brother had held. She quickly looked to Gerhardt a bit curiously. Octavian had earned the rank of Esquire through loyalty, he had been here from the beginning with her. She had a feeling he would not get the rank since it was pretty high, that he needed to work for it, but at the same time there was a bit of herself thinking he would get it. "normal. talk. think. you." Awesome table by Andy <3

Eyes shifted between Pontifex and Loccian, eager to see what choice Pontifex would make - if any. He wondered for a while if Pontifex was anything like Octavian, but it wasn't kind to compare two individuals, so he tried to force those thoughts from his mind. The man spoke up, asking if he could take his brother's position in order to serve the pack. Octavian had been a warrior - a Knight of Seracia, and one of the higher ranked individuals in the pack. Gerhardt smiled as he listened, pondering these things. It wasn't common for ranks to be freely given without being earned, but Pontifex's desire to take his brother's place was honorable. And honor was something the King held in extremely high regard. "Your brother was a warrior, at the rank of Esquire. His loyalty never faltered and his eagerness to serve was what earned him the title. However, your eagerness to fill his place is something I consider very honorable - and so I will grant your request temporarily. Should you prove yourself during that time period you will remain as esquire. I hope this will please everyone." He glanced at Loccian, wondering what she would think of the news. No doubt she would be thrilled for her brother - in her own classy and respectful way. "If there are no objections I will allow Loccian to show you around and get you settled. If you need anything, feel free to howl for me." With that he would turn and pivot toward his territory, moving slowly in case either of them wished to consult him further.

Exit Gerhardt unless stopped.

"Speech"

Pontifex didn't expect to be granted the position that his brother had, whatever that position had been. Why should be granted it when he was basically a stranger. He hadn't done anything to prove that he deserved it, so the king had no reason to give it to him. So the brute was pretty surprised when Gerhardt presented him with the title of Esquire, the highest ranking warrior apparently. The king spoke of his brother in such high regards, saying how his loyalty had never faltered and he'd had such an eagerness to fulfill his duty. Pontifex would do the same. He would try and fill in the paw prints that Octavian had left behind to the best of his abilities. Thank you my lord, you don't know how much I appreciate your consideration. I will be sure to prove my worthiness of this position. You will not regret it. He couldn't hide the tinge of pride that coated his words as he bowed to his king in acknowledgement to his last words, watching as the king departed to attend to the kingdom. A small smile curled his grey lips as he turned to Loccian, tail wagging as he pressed his nose into her cheek. Show me around sister? he said quietly, gaze roving his new home, frame turned inward towards his new home as followed after his sister, somewhat eager to get to know his new home. EXIT PONTIFEX Talk like this

He was apart of Seracia now, given the rank their brother had before passing eve though he had literally just joined. Loccian as happy for Pontifex, a large smile on her face, dipping to Gerhardt as he gave him permission to make himself comfortable and for his sister to show him around. Thank you. She spoke softly, dipping her head to him before he departed, turning to her brother and licking his cheek as he pressed his nose to hers. Congratulations brother, let's show you around. She laughed lightly, motioning him to follow as she led him towards the center of Seracia territory. -EXIT LOCCIAN- "normal. talk. think. you." Awesome table by Andy <3