It didn't take all too long before Iorwerth found another approaching him, confident in her step it wasn't a long shot to assume that she held some sort of power within the pack. Of course that being said, even the lowest of wolves of his former pack probably would have strode up to a rogue with pride, these days it certainly was something he thought a mistake. As egotistical as it may have been, he thought himself better than many of those wolves. As for the female before him now, he couldn't comment at all, he had nothing to base a judgement on.
As it stood, his earlier assumptions appeared to be correct as the woman introduced herself as the Queen of the lands. Iorwerth would have quite liked to see Yahir's face if the male knew that in another kingdom it seemed that the women also held the power to greet any guests upon the land. Though an amusing image, he banished it from his mind without even a slight smirk, his expression remained blank for now, still not having shifted from the moment that the Queen approached him. With a courteous dip of his head Iorwerth set about his own introduction.
"I am Iorwerth." There was no surname to follow and already he had lost the once natural habit of introducing himself proudly as the son of Yahir. It had lost all its meaning as soon as another had come along with that claim, even if his father did have a surname, truth be told Iorwerth was fairly certain he would have dropped it by now. "I am currently a rogue, however I am looking into joining a pack. For now I wish to know a little more about your Kingdom and perhaps, if I feel my instinct is correct, I may join if Seracia will have me." Kingdom certainly had a far more familiar ring to it, and already with a female greeting him in a pleasant manner Seracia was making a better impression on him than Uroril did these days.
