With the title of the pack's Mist, Drachen was gone from the pack lands much more often now and for longer durations than before, gathering information of the ongoings of the lands outside of the plains and returning to deliver the news to the new King's ear. The black and tan male padded swiftly and gracefully towards the meeting that Enzi had informed him about earlier when he crossed the border into Valhalla before she left to hunt for herself. He was travel weary but he did not want to take time to stop by his den other than to wash the covering of pine and peat from his pelt that he had rubbed into his fur to mask his scent on a scouting endeavor a few days ago in the stream near by. His fur was now damp but clean as he slowed to a walk as his deep blue eyes caught sight of those already gathered and silently moved and blended into the back of the crowd. Perhaps some would miss his entrance as the Mist had grown accustomed to moving in such a way as to not draw attention to himself, but he made sure to nod in respect to the new King should he look his way and to the former Spirit if she did the same. He settled himself onto his haunches and waited patiently for Ardyn to begin.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think
Drachen has a female Red-Tailed Hawk companion named Enzi that is always with him unless otherwise stated
