Waking Up, I Feel It In My Bones

It had been some time since he had gone any type of pack event. The last time he had helped out his fellow packmembers had been back when Gerhardt had been King and he had needed assistance in ridding Seracia of the threatening menace that was the bull. The once-king, the newly appointed Grand Duke and an ambassador from Glaciem had come to take down the massive beast and they had been successful in their endeavor, none having received any serious injury. The Duke had been feeling the need to do something similar once again and it seemed liked today he was going to get that chance again. A voice unfamiliar to him rang across Seracia, calling anyone available for a hunt. Pontifex wasn't trained as a hunter, but that didn't mean that he was a terrible one and if he could provide his assistance for the hunt, then he would.


Grey and black limbs pulled the Duke towards the sound of the woman's voice, catching Maverick's scent along with those of two females. Golden gems flickered across the gathered group, easily spotting his King's familiar russet figure between the two women. A bow of greeting was presented to all three as he approached, standing before the king, gaze dancing between the trio. Evening my lord, ladies. I am Pontifex, it is a pleasure to meet both of you. So if I'm not mistaken, there's a hunt taking place? If I may I would like to offer up my assistance. A gentle smile curled ebon lips, plume wagging gently behind powerful haunches. What would they be hunting today? Certainly nothing as dangerous as the bull?



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