His hackles began to prickle slightly as she neared him, though the change in his short furred jacket was so small that it might not have even been detected. He rolled his shoulders back to hide the way the scent of Kai was making his skin crawl and reclined his tall weight to his haunches, keeping his back out of her view. He didn't want to make a scene about it just yet, but the thought was there in his mind.. nagging at him. Whatever their reasoning for meeting each other was, it bothered him that she'd already met someone outside of the pack to befriend.. if not fall in love with. He hoped for the sake of her ever having a chance to be loyal to him and to Ruina's purpose, that Kai would move on soon. Wasn't that the way of Kai's father?
"I meant for everything to go a lot smoother upon our arrival, I had plans of making the introduction to that blood oath a lot.. less chaotic. Thank you for sticking with us through that." He lifted his chin and forced those concerns about Kai to the back of his mind and focused on the matters within their family, a smile curving the corners of his inky lips effortlessly as he focused on her pretty masked face.
"Have you ever seen anything like that in Lirim?" He wondered if the pack had any rituals or pack customs at all, did they celebrate holidays? What did their years hold for their people? He was curious but said nothing.
"Ruina is in your blood, Daelos. It wants you here, I want you here, but I would never force you to oath your life to a pack that you did not want to be in so remember that." His words held an unusually cold tone that hung in the air, though grew distant as he seemed to trail off in slight thought. He considered enslaving Kane and bringing him back here, he'd considered that for a few of his children.. but how many could he hold against their will?
"Starting a pack is a lot of work, if I am being honest.. and there are three main roles in Ruina that make our work as great as possible. I would like to tell you more about them and about what we do if you are committed to learning." Tall ears turned upright to spike his crown as his ruby eyes kept on her own stare. He wanted to read her like a book and find out who she was, how much of her was like himself?
Disclaimer: Elias suffers from schizophrenia and occasionally has violent outbursts.
