Hush in the Evening [Typhon]

Typhon was grateful that Ashiel seemed receptive to his words, and his grin grew just slightly as he listened. Having two packs ruled by the Abraxas was a large success, in his eyes, especially after such a relatively short time in these lands, and he was pleased and eager to serve as best as he could. He made no secret of his joy, and his smile grew even widen at the younger male's words.

"Perfect, then," Typhon responded with ease. He perked up at the mention of his brother possibly joining. He'd yet to truly speak with him since their first meeting with Amon and he wasn't completely sure that his brother was entirely receptive to his returned presence. He supposed only time would tell if he would merely tolerate him, or wish to rekindle their sibling relationship.. or what they'd had of one when they were young. "I do believe fighting would be my best area of skill. I've merely been training on my own but I doubt I will disappoint you." At least he hoped he wouldn't...