Is it time

He found her easily enough, out with her ravens to no one's surprise. He followed the cries of her birds, and there she was. A familiar face among a sea of strangers, an anchor in a stormy sea. Through there many times he would rather try his luck with the storm than rely on the help of others. He gritted his teeth, and prepared himself for the task of swallowing his pride. At least it was easier with Absinth than it was with others.

“I’ve spent the last season preparing myself for a rank challenge. You know this pack, these people. Would you care to take some time and offer some pointers?” He said a little wryly, turning on his charm as he smiled at his childhood friend.

"Speech"