a little visit

It was quite a reassuring feeling to know that the Abraxas were finally taking what was rightfully theirs. Two of his family ruled now, and their empires were surely growing. He couldn't be more proud - though with that sudden rush of pride came the burning need to impress the superiors of his family, to train and develop his skills as carefully as he could. He hoped Malleus would be able to help him with that, if nobody else.

A slight grin tugged at his lips at the younger wolf's approach, though likewise he nodded his head in polite greeting.  "The pleasure is all mine, Malleus," he argued gently, a soft chuckle leaving his throat. He was still growing used to being among Abraxas again, and he hoped the slight anxiety that gnawed at his insides almost constantly wasn't apparent as he stood before the Risen Empire's leader. He made every effort to conceal it, of course, with that grin of his.

"If I'm being honest, I was hoping I could bother you for a practice fight one of these days - if now's not a good time, of course," Typhon added quickly, shrugging his shoulders.  "I've heard you're not such a bad fighter yourself and I'd love some pointers." At least if he knew where his weaknesses were he could practice on his own time and hone his skills for his family's sake.