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*Valentine* · 09-12-2015, 12:31 PM

Rising this early wasn't unusual for the King. He got up at various times throughout the night to patrol and while he'd been asleep when the summoning call rang out, Valentine was a light sleeper and he'd been thrown into awareness immediately. After a few still moments he recognized that it was the kind of wakefulness that would be hard to turn off and the brute decided he had no choice but to rise.

A sleepy curiosity motivated him to slowly make his way to Cascade. He wasn't a healer, but he recognized just how useful the profession was. While it wasn't for him, Valentine appreciated those who devoted their time and energy to healing. It was, however, more than just a simple interest in learning that drew him to the gathering. Those who did and did not attend would be noted. Several of Imperium's members appeared to have been inflicted with, and currently suffering quite horribly from, slothfulness.

Coming up on Cascade's left side, Valentine froze as the faint scent of Sonticus reached his nose. His hackles rose immediately. Nose twitching, he eyed the two wolves who had answered Cascade's call. One he'd been keeping his eye on since he'd decided to let her back. The other was a fairly new member, one whose history was unknown to him. It wasn't immediately obvious who the smell was coming from.

Smoothing his expression and letting his hackles lay flat before he moved, the King then slowly make an arc around behind the pair, his gait nonchalant and seemingly without strong motive as he moved to take a seat out of the way of the proceedings. In doing so he pinpointed the source of the stink. Renhett. It seemed Imperium's new healer had been consorting with the enemy. Sinking back onto folded haunches, Valentine's gaze sought out Cascade. He wasn't about to interrupt her meeting to drag Renhett aside, but Cas had to know something was up. For now he would wait.

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