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"Bronze, of course!" He smiled and then turned to Loccian. "You didn't disturb me at all," He would offer her a gentle dip of his head and a lazy flick of his tail, signifying that what he said was the truth. She wasn't a disruption, because frankly he hadn't been doing anything of importance when she'd called. But even if he had been busy, he would have gladly taken a break for Loccian. Attention would shift back to Bronze as he explained his reason for being here. "Well, I'm glad somebody talked some sense into you," he said with a smirk on his face and a wrinkle in his brow. Perhaps he was being a bit less formal in this meeting than he normally would have, but he felt like he already knew Bronze.

Another flick of his tail set his hind end into motion, wavering back and forth lazily behind him. Bronze would give a simple compliment to Loccian, and she cast it off modestly. A knowing smile grew on the King's face as he tried to figure out what the best response would be. "Ah yes, I am very familiar with her talent. She saved my wife a few days ago," he trailed off a bit abruptly, glancing over Bronze's wounds that had been tended to. "I hope i'm not wrong in assuming that you're interested in joining the Kingdom? If so, my first question would be what you could offer us in exchange for a home, a family, and a life with us?" No wolf got a free ride in Seracia, none but perhaps the elders - of which there were none yet. Bronze was on the older end of the spectrum, but Gerhardt expected he had several good years left in him of action - whatever sort of action he preferred. Somehow Gerhardt imagined him as a warrior, a brilliant, gallant fighter who might serve Seracia as a knight, but one could not live by imagination alone. Facts were, Bronze could choose any other regimen and Gerhardt would still be thrilled.

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