The first impression was going rather well so far, whether Epiphron was biased or not Iorwerth found his own confidence in the choice growing so far. The queen seemed like a pleasant individual though of course for now he could only hope that her husband's temperament didn't differ too much. Only time would tell just how much he enjoyed his time here, enough to stay or whether it'd be best for him to part ways with the wolves of Seracia. He would certainly give them a chance though, Uroril after all had seemed wonderful as he grew up, Yahir had seemed like a decent father and yet Iorwerth had been wrong about those judgements.
A smile spread across her features again as she confirmed he would indeed have a place within Seracia. "Thank you. I will bear that in mind." He stated, well-mannered in his speech, only a hint of happiness across his calm fa?ade. He certainly wasn't the most expressive male, though he was indeed pleased about the current turn of events. For now at least, it seemed he would have a home and hopefully a far better environment that his previous one had been.
At the request to hear more about him, it seemed a tour of the packlands would also begin. With a nod of his head, the male followed Epiphron as she led the way. "I was born in a pack known as Ahlon, my parents however were not together and early on in my life my father separated me from my mother and sisters, taking me to his pack, Uroril." That perhaps was one of the most remarkable details about the young man, at least he thought it odd anyway in comparison to the way most he knew lived. "It was a fine kingdom also, at least I had believed it to be as I grew up. My father cast me aside once he had found himself with more children, blood was the way to earn respect in that pack and he had gained more children, whose blood wasn't tainted or born outside of the pack. No matter how hard I worked I never would have earned my father's pride again and so I left."
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