New Glaciem Meeting!

The small framed fea stood, watching each wolf who answered this stangers call. Golden oculars would survey each wolf, the look slightly warm- though mostly impassive. As each creature introduced themselves, she would listen, though she most likely would not remember their names. When the king spoke, her ears would prick forward, taking in each of his words, and mulling them over as he finished speaking, and as others agreed to his service. Looking at the king, she would give the king a nod, accepting his words. A soft cough would escape her jaws, hoping to draw the attention of the king.

?I will serve your empire.?

That would be it, all the verbose that the quiet but confident fea would offer. She would hope for some one on one time with the king, at a later date.