Manifest Destiny (old Glaciems)

He couldn't quite understand what had happened. The pack hadn't been doing well. Desdemona. He couldn't explain that one. He himself couldn't keep doing it. He was too old, to tired to keep being the Alpha that he once was. He wasn't healthy enough to lead Tortuga alone. Not without another active Alpha. He had t a family to take care of. Surprisingly enough he had a mate, and he was actually quite pleased with his kids. There wasn't much more he could ask for. Guilt ripped through him like a knife. What would the old members think? A part of him didn't care, but the ones that had been there from the beginning. Like Viridiana, and Tavros, and a few others. Everything had changed and the last thing he had expected was for the old Chief of Glaciem to come claim his old home.

Truth was it was confusing. He hadn't packed up and headed out either. He had thrown everything on pause because the life he'd known had been set into such disarray. His kids needed a place to live, and this was still his home. He was reluctant to leave the confines of the mountain. For now he'd question them. Find out exactly what was going on, and then also inform them of recent happenings. For one the murder of Secret. That death took a heavy toll on him and set him into such a horrible anger. It depressed him as well. He obviously wasn't fit to be a leader anymore. She'd been slaughtered on their own borders. It only proved he couldn't even protect his pack members. That part frustrated him to no end. Perhaps they'd be interested in helping. He WAS going to set that straight before he died.

The male gingerly picked up Grimmjow and carried the child with him. They were growing quickly, and young Grimm seemed incredibly interested in seeing the world. This encounter would show him a few things, as well as allow him to meet other wolves. The Glaciem's would at least, hopefully, be a bit less keen on ripping him to shreds if he had a child with him. He didn't know how they felt about him, but the title he carried wasn't exactly the best one.

Ears pinned back against his skull and his tail stood out level behind him as he slunk among them. Eyes warily eyed them all as he tried to avoid coming too close to them. His presence was sure to bring up questions, especially since he was carrying a child with him. It was overly known that he had a litter.

He slowly approached the younger and larger male before halting a little ways away. He set Grimmjow down between his paws and eyed him for a moment watching as the white and black child observed all the other wolves with wide bi-colored eyes. Had the situation not been so nerve racking for him, he would have smiled.

His white head raised to look into the golden gaze with his own two-toned eyes. Ears flicked as he payed attention to all the other wolves. Muscles were tensed and he was ready to cover his child should they be alarmed by his presence.

"May I speak with you for a moment?"

"Talk"