Climbing the ladder

As siarvon was tunneled by the silence a soft murmur would nudge against his lobes, caressing them gently and it would come to a surprise to see the pale woman stop to greet. Even with endless patrols and duties the Oracle still made time to check on every individual. A smile would widen on his inky lips and his tail would slowly tap the hard floor. " Good evening song, are you heading somewhere?" His large crown would turn to set his eyes upon the queen, his body shifting slightly to be vertically in line. It seemed to be a nice change to the new rule, even with the similarity there comes some differences. And yet, he had always wondered- if Aria never drifted away would it be she who would hold the throne? It was strange to see the turn out of events.

Siarvons shoulders roll back to obtain the warmth he had going, as if trying to wrap it round as some sort of cocoon, before parting his jaws once more to speak. " Its hard to train with very little people to practice with, though i am getting there, do you know of any others who are currently training or in need to strengthen up their skills?" The brute would ask quite simply, afterall the pack was in need of more warriors in the arts of defense and combat. " Is there a position i could take to help out the pack in anyway i can?" Whether it be patrolling or protecting the members of Ludicael he was willing to do either.

"Speech talkie talkie", he said, glaring.