Fruition of dominion

As the pack settled into the territory of The Polar Sound, Caedes remained vigilant, his focus sharpened on Sephiran's every move. Despite the weariness that weighed on the group after their arduous journey, Caedes stood firm, his loyalty inherent – after all, he was a Saxe through and through.

With keen eyes, Caedes scanned the pack for any signs of doubt or discord, his emerald gaze piercing and probing for any hint of weakness.

When the summons came, Caedes wasted no time. With a composed demeanor and calculated steps, he made his way to the meeting, his determination palpable. He greeted Sephiran with a respectful nod, acknowledging him as the new Sultan, and shared a meaningful glance with Rhazien, silently conveying his readiness to enforce any directives during the gathering.

Among the weary faces, he noticed his sister Kaino, still healing from her recent mishap.

Approaching her with a measured look of concern reserved only for her, Caedes gave a clinical observation of her still-healing injuries, silently asking if she was alright with a quirk of his brow.