Messengers

N/A · 10-08-2013, 08:02 PM

The horse would take the lead, beginning to speak as his wife arrived and interjected. Maverick glanced in her direction as she introduced herself, a smile fluttering upon his lips. It was good to have her at his side in a time like this, he imagined that the news from Valhalla was important. As the horse uttered the news the King's lower jaw slackened ever so slightly, pulling away from his upper as a mildly surprised expression graced his features. So, everything his pack had told him was true - and more. Valhalla needed their assistance, but was only requesting that their mothers and children be harbored. That seemed easy enough - and Maverick would certainly accept. ?Of course, of course..? he would utter with certainty. ?Seracia will always be a safe haven for Valhallans in need.? He glanced to Epiphron, knowing she would agree. The thought to offer warriors came to mind, but he held his tongue for the time being. Maverick wasn't keen on plunging his warriors into a war he hadn't started, even if Valhalla was their sister pack. If asked, he would oblige them, but he wasn't intent upon volunteering his knights. ?Have you any idea of the numbers that would take refuge here?? Of course he would not deny anyone from Valhalla, but it would be helpful to know an estimate of how many would be coming to Seracia - both to prepare his members and to be sure that food and dens were in supply when they arrived.

?speak,?

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