I offer friendship and alcohol

Kotori made his way to the edge of Elysium territory, ears pricked for sounds of any nearby wolves. A bag was lowered to the ground before howling a request for Manea’s presence. He had no children to offer her to cement a relationship as Ashen had. Still, Manea had seemed pleasant and their last meeting had gone well when he’d advised her of what would likely happen. So this shouldn’t be a surprise.

Howling for the matriarch he waited patiently at the edge of the Elysium wolves' territory. In the big was a bottle of liquor his father had given him. It was the main thing Kotori had asked for, lots of alcohol for the party but he’d also been turning it into gifts for the packs he hoped to ally with. Kotori would need to grab more ale before the party. Aside from the alliance, he would also mention the upcoming party. It seemed as if the moment Kotori stopped to wait for anything a list of items that needed to be done started flowing through his mind.

Kotori’s injuries had healed over at this point. It had taken the worst of them more than long enough. Kotori had been sure to bathe well before he showed up today. If Kotori wanted to prove his pack to be of value he couldn’t just aim for ‘good enough’ or half ass’ng important details such as good impression on alliances.

"Kotori Fatalis"