There Came A Knocking At My Door... [Gerhardt]

He hadn't truthfully expected an answer, but when one came he listened with perked ears. The King was not one to question heavily, but if information was given he would certainly retain it. She was the product of an Arkhos' wife. They prided themselves on snowy white creatures, of which Elphaba was certainly not. Gerhardt was appalled by this notion. How could anyone discriminate by coat color alone? Still, he would hone in on her next set of words which followed his line of questioning. The King shifted his weight slightly, listening intently to her skills, talents, and passions. It seemed she was a jack of all trades. Funny, how many things she claimed to know or be good at. "I'm sure any number of your skills will be useful, but we need not worry about that right now. You'll need time to settle in, and get to know Seracia's members. You'll find we'll be holding a pack meeting in a few days, and in about a week we'll have a joint event with another pack - Ludicael - in celebration of a new alliance." He paused, standing to his paws and pivoting toward the territory, tossing his head in her direction to lay his eyes upon her once more. "Feel free to enter your new home, and have a look around. You'll want to choose a place to sleep. Many in the pack sleep in the middle of the territory, near where the delta widens into a pool, but you're welcome to make your bed wherever you like within our bounds." He would offer her this last piece of wisdom before drawing himself further into his territory, slowly in case she had any further questions.

Exit unless stopped.

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