Ashen Empire Tournament Main thread

Misery stepped into the redbud nook, the charming smile of a host on his face.  His long stride was confident, the curious gaze ready to soak in guests when they arrived though for the moment it was just a stupid sister, moody packmate, one stranger, and charming little Mac.  Misery stepped next to Kali, shoulder to shoulder but looking ahead at the setup and decidedly not on her.  

A nod was given to the wolf he’d seen approach her, “Welcome to the tournament miss.  I’m Izzy Klein.  I hope you enjoy your time here.”   Misery should try and meet each wolf at this, glean whatever he could of their personality.  Everyone coming was an ally of course, today.  The future was a funny thing and there was no such thing as ‘too much’ information.

“Hello Sister,”  the words were kept formally polite but with a hint of friendly kinship in there.“Looks like you did a wonderful job setting things up.”  

His eyes looked to Mac, giving him and Kali a moment for whatever comments they had, but only for a moment before he slid in a queue for Mac to scram, “Mac, keep an eye out for other pups coming.  This is your pack so go introduce yourself to them.  Be sure to show well.”  A pause then adding, “I’ll be watching.”

Mac had his orders and Misery expected him to obey.  He’d need to take a moment with the boy to give him further explanation of his job but first, he looked at Kali, an almost loving good brotherly smile.  “Everything looks great Kali, wonderful job.”  A pause before adding in the same tone, “I can’t wait to see how well I imagine you’ll run things.  An eventful day for you.”   Would his lovely larger sister do a good job or make a poor showing?  They both knew which one he’d enjoy seeing more.  However, in public let no one see the real feelings.

"Misery"