One amongst many

He wasn't expecting an inebriated young wolf to be the first to approach them. They had clearly been a little too free in sampling the wines. They moved close to hIm and he struggled with the urge to shy away. It was the silliest response, and he knew it. Instead he turned his head to his sword, nodding at it with his nose. “Hello Spider-wolf. It's sharp enough to cut a blade of grass without bending it!” He boosted idly, grinning at his silly statement even as he said it. He did rather love his sword, and showing it off was easy. Easier than some things.

“I'm Kea Carpathius.” He introduced himself, recognizing this wolf's scent. marking them as a wolf of the Armada.