Glaciem was out of the question for an alliance. Clearly. Amenti was too, now that they had come to challenge for Poppy for absolutely no reason. Seracia was now an ally, as well as Valhalla. The only pack the titan hadn't managed to speak to was Ludicael. He had heard rumors that the throne was being challenged, so the titan didn't think it wise to head over during the uncertainty. It had been some time since he'd heard those rumors. Was the challenge over? Was the currently leader still the leader or was there someone new in power? He was beyond curious to know, but hesitant to make any sort of move without knowing for sure what was going on. But it would seem that Ludi would come knocking at his door. An unfamiliar scent would be brought into Tortuga, catching the King's attention as he patrolled the farther borders. The scent wasn't Seracian, Valhallan, Amenti or Glaciem. So it had to be ludicael, right?
Wasting no time the King would move in the direction of the scent, an unfamiliar voice ringing in the atmosphere, very soft and friendly in nature. As the titan moved closer, a familiar scent tickled his senses. Gitan. A gentle smile curled his ebony lips as he approached, spotting the unfamiliar ivory figure of the woman he assumed was from Ludicael, Gitan's earthen frame standing before her, clearly having already greeted her. A figure off in the far distance caught his eye. Another wolf. Was she from Ludi too? Thank for greeting our guest Gitan. If you wouldn't mind, could you see what the young woman in the distance needs? I can take it from here. He would wait until Gitan had moved off towards the woman before addressing the one before him. Afternoon ma'am, as you probably know I'm Taurig, King of Tortuga. You are from Ludiceal yes? What has brought you to my borders today? He hoped she didn't come baring bad news.
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