Do we know this Alpha?

Artorias took note of the playful gleam in his godfather's eyes, and for a brief moment was perplexed by Sirius' addressing him by his title, acting as if this was their first meeting. He cocked his head to the side and raised a curious brow, but understanding quickly replaced confusion on his countenance the longer Sirius went on with his formalities. This was an "official" meeting of the Armada's Warlord and the Hallows' new Aegis to rekindle the alliance and friendship between their packs. Artorias couldn't resist the crooked grin on his face when he realized what was happening, stifling a laugh by clearing his throat and allowing Sirius and Briar to do their parts. Amber eyes shifted to Briar when Sirius directed his attention to her, again having to resist laughter when Briar followed her father's lead in their theatrics. She unveiled the gifts they brought: homemade stews and medicinal herbs, all useful things in light of the recent darker times. They were thoughtful presents, and hearing that Lia had a paw in making them lifted Artorias' heart higher knowing that their friend and her handmaiden was still well and alive.

Once they'd finished, Artorias bit his lip to withhold a snicker and tipped his head graciously to the two Fatalis wolves. Mischief flared in the young brute's fiery eyes; he was game to play along too. "Warlord Sirius and Princess Briar, I've heard tales of your family's legacy and your pack's strength. I am Artorias Carpathius, Aegis of the Hallows. You are both most welcome in Hallowed lands. It would be my pack's honor to recognize yours as friends and allies, especially after the challenges we've all faced." He gestured with an open wave of a paw for them to cross the borders into his lands. "As is the Hallows' custom, friends are received with food, drink, and shelter. Please, make yourselves at home!"

Artorias turned his gaze back to Briar, looking at her with nothing short of pure love and admiration, thanking every divine entity that existed that she had survived the apocalypse. "Princess Briar, you are as beautiful and radiant as the morning sun. You'd best keep your guard up around any boys, Warlord. Any brute would be the luckiest wolf alive to win her affections." Unable to keep from laughing anymore, Artorias snickered and welcomed his family into the Hallows, starting the leisurely walk across the plains back to the castle. They had traveled a long way and would no doubt appreciate a good meal and comfy cushion. "Come with me. We'll get you both some food and a room set up. Only the finest accommodations for the Armadan Warlord and Princess!"

"Artorias Carpathius" | "Carpathian" | "Corbin" | "Argent"