Familiar

It seemed just as Hannibal had finished speaking Tyranis decided to appear out of thin air. His dominance dissipated as he was in the presence of two domineering Alphas. A simple gruff nod could be seen as he was told to stand down. It seemed his High Lord's attitude had been a bit high strung lately. The Tyranis that Hannibal had met before the pack was formed was much more easy to speak to and be around. Of course Hannibal understood that being an Alpha was not all fun and games. The albino did everything by the book and did a lot for the pack as a whole. Every waking moment was spent searching for servants, patrolling, or even hunting. The male was easily one of the more active members of the pack and held high rank for good reason. The cold attitude he received from Tyranis was beginning to wear on the naturally abrasive beast and put negative ideas in his brain. He would never challenged Tyranis but perhaps the pack was only big enough for one dominant male.

The thoughts left his mind as he moved to take a few steps to the side and back. Giving the two leaders plenty of space to converse. Hannibal would not leave until told to but he would keep his mouth shut for the time being. The male had no idea who this Torin was nor of Lirim so he was on high alert. Though, it seemed Tyr had some familiar connections with the pack in question which peeked his curiosity. Hannibal was horribly unaware of the large families that hold reign within these lands. To him all the natives were bastards beneath his Klein gaze. Though, with the last question even with a glance from Torin, Hannibal remained silent. It would be rude for the taskmaster to answer before the alpha.