The clock is ticking faster, as we live

Wolves would begin to gather, but Beauregard's calm would not be shaken. Should any arrive that wished to contest his claim to the fallen pack he would stand against them. He had left his birth pack on the pilgrimage as a boy. But as he stood there among the grasses, snow, and mud he was a man. There were things he had yet to experience in life, and he would not know what he was fully capable of unless he tried. The time for sitting back was over, and as he stood there with his companions Beau found himself almost hoping for a challenger. To shake things up. It had been far too long since he last had the opportunity to go all into a fight

As the first wolf arrived Beau would give him a nod. A spectator, one to see what sort of kingdom he would raise. Another would follow heartbeats after. His words bring a mischievous smirk to Beauregard's lips. "It would be a bit of a shame to have wolves gather for nothing. If a challenger fails to show, perhaps the alphas themselves may indulge me in a rumble." There is amusement in the man's voice. As much as he had enjoyed the life he lived in Ethne to focus on himself and his mate, Beauregard realizes he has missed action in his life.

Another man would appear, an alpha he recalls from the challenge of Habari. It felt like ages ago now… but he is aware the effects of that challenge linger. Beauregard tips his head to the man. "Warlord, good to see you here." When he had met Sirius the first time he had been a member of Menagerie. Strange how no one ever discovered the truth of their dissolve. Beau lets his gaze flick to the next arrival. For a moment he wonders if she will challenge him. His stance widens, gaze narrowing and tail raising as he prepares to defend his claim. He won't let anyone take this from him now. But her serious demeanor falls, and recognizing she is not a present threat Beauregard lets his fur lay flat. Besides him Blind huffs, the fox growing impatient.

"Perhaps he could if someone else wished to challenge his claim." She flicks an ear. Beauregard doesn't seem bothered by this, however, giving a nod in the direction of the other youth.

"Fight or not, I will become an alpha today." His gaze sweeps the plains, senses alert should anyone approach from a direction he wasn't looking in. "Don't suppose any of you have an idea why this pack has faded? The wall was quite the endeavor… a shame to leave it behind." He might have been attempting to claim their spot but he had no personal dealing with the wolves that had lived here. He couldn't help but wonder if they were fading in the way Menagerie had… or if it was a different situation altogether.