And so we meet

He wasn’t left waiting long before a wolf of dark base and slashes of white appeared before him. He felt his lips twitch in light amusement at the realisation that this wolf was closer in age to him then any of the other Alphas. It had left him feeling old of late, and it was a welcome change. He was not ready to release his life's work to the younger generations. “Greetings Bellamy of Foi” He returned, and that start of a smile spread to a full one. “I see my reputation had proceed me.” He wondered where she had learned his name - but he had ties with so many packs, including their almost-neighbours, the Hallows. So he could not entirely be surprised.

“Yes, I’m Sirius of the Armada. I’ve come in an official capacity to speak to you about your pack. Ethne has risen newly, has it not? I wonder if you might be able to tell me a little about your pack.” He explained.


"Sirius Fatalis"