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the alpha was quick on his legs, moving towards the border with fervor and a certain amount of passion that most failed to have. Though, regardless of his haughty movements or blatant and complete self-indulgence, he was sacrificing his sweet time for the benefit of something else. What a shocker. That thing happened to be Valhalla, but mostly Chrysanthe. She trusted him with a rank and with standing beside her in the hierarchy and he couldn't just let that fall to the dogs. He would do his best to maker her proud, not only because he was, in fact, a leader, but because he was her husband and it seemed to be as though that was his duty now. Ah the life of a monogamist. There was so much to learn!

His behemoth stature froze before a woman and he lowered his head to her offering a half cock of his lips and a fairly charming glimmer of his warm smile, "You do realize you're close to surpassing Valhallan soil? What do you need?" Usually he fancied dancing around topics and never really answering things as they should have been, but he was earning that the faster he got in and got out the more time he had to do other things. More important things. His things.