Winter is Coming

The howl fell upon resting ears which drew the beast from his deep slumber. Lids fluttered open to expose those dreadfully red eyes. His bleeding gaze flicked around to take in the surrounding area before he truly thought over the source of such a powerful song. Acere. He recalled having a few conversations with the male but they never led far. But, by the tone of the call it seemed his uncle had claimed a crown. A dark brow raised with interest as the loner bounced around the idea of joining such a pack. Would Elias be there? The haunting thoughts of the presence of his sire brought a shiver down his spine but the male shook away the negative thoughts. With a gruff shrug he made his decision.

Hefty steps filled the air as Miach crept in towards the back of the crowd. A chill washed over him as he allowed his crimson gaze to settle upon those around him. Tyranis.. Acere... Cloud.. Some scents were familiar but were perhaps only of bloodlines he would recognize. Avoiding eye contact with most the male allowed himself to pay attention to the rest of Acere's speech. A new beginning.. The thoughts made him let forth a breath. He took in the words and decrees of the surrounding new members before finally allowing his own baritone voice be heard. "If you will have me, i'd like to be a warrior or guard. Whichever is needed most." Miach thought over where such a rank could lead him. Perhaps one day he would be more.