so we meet again

Somehow he was not at all surprised by Fel's statement that they shared a penchant for not conforming - a fact that, once realized, brought a faint smirk to his lips. As for her statement about him being lucky because of his position he definitely couldn't disagree there and offered no counter to that statement. She was right. His position afforded him all sorts of opportunities most pack wolves wouldn't necessarily get depending on the pack. While he personally had no problem with his members hitching with as many or as few wolves as they liked, not all packs were that way. And even then he did expect certain things from his wolves. While they could have any partner they liked, if they were going to have children he would expect them to be raised in Fireside. No other stipulations immediately came to mind, but he was sure he would have others.

The 'all at once' statement captured his curiosity immediately. He couldn't help but try and envision what that was like and truthfully, all he could 'see' was chaos, which, he supposed, could be its own sort of fun. As for him having a harem, that did sound more his speed than anything conventionally monogamous. Tyrian snorted a chuckle. "So could I," he agreed with a smirk. The potential for a lot of headache was there, but by the sound of it, headache or not, his own father had been happy with his arrangement and if Valentine could pull it off who was to say Tyrian couldn't as well? He wasn't going to go out of his way to 'collect' potential mates, but if one naturally put itself together he wouldn't complain.

Her reaction to the consummation part of his evening caused him to chuckle sardonically. "Believe me, I'm sorry too." Oh, the things he was willing to do for the pack. Blessedly he didn't think he needed to do more than ensure the parties stayed where they were for the night. "But if that's how this has to be, that's how it has to be, you know?" He shrugged his nonchalant acceptance of it. This deal needed to work. The pack needed what the vikings were bringing to the table. Additionally, they did not need angry vikings to deal with. His gaze fell to her paw on his. Watching it as it brushed his fur gave him goosebumps as she undoubtedly knew it would. "It does," he agreed. "The things we do for family and prosperity, eh?"

"It is, isn't it?" he said as he glanced around. Though his eyes were on what he could see of the heavens through the trees the bulk of his attention was on the warmth of Fel's paw over his. Now that his duties were over for the moment there was nowhere he'd would rather be than here. Being with Fel was a nice respite knowing she held many of the same opinions and expectations - or rather, lack thereof - he did. His gaze returned to hers. "What should we do with this lovely evening?" Tyrian felt like he didn't really know Fel and he'd liked talking to her so far so if she wanted to talk he was happy to talk, but if that was a little too lowkey for her it wouldn't take much pushing to send him down a different path.