Perhaps without the serious words of warning from Seracia's new Queen, Iorwerth wouldn't have found himself taking the latest Glaciem threat to heart. Indeed it had been slightly disturbing that one of their own had been murdered, though maybe it was more because he couldn't have been too far away, just enough so that his senses had been unable to warn him of the threat. They were all to stay put though, and it seemed ensure that the pack was safe as he was currently doing now.
His new rank didn't really provide the man with any additional privileges, nor really responsibilities either. There were others likely far more 'qualified' to patrol the borders, had more power to turn away or accept anyone that set foot the Kingdom. That being said though, he was still perfectly capable of keeping watch. He could fight should someone dare threaten the pack, and for those with far more peaceful motives, perhaps even willing to join them, well he had a voice and could call for someone with the power to make such a judgement.
It had been a relatively quiet evening so far, much like the previous watches he had done if he was entirely honest. No one had ventured close to the kingdom and no members that he was aware of had attempted to stray over the borders either. It wasn't forbidden, more of a new guideline for their own safety. At least if someone insisted upon it he could see if they were alone and if so, take the opportunity to follow and venture out for a while himself. That hadn't been necessary though, and now he was about ready to call it a night and head further into the lands once more.
It seemed that finally something was going to happen though. Ears twitched and neck straightened, head lifted higher as he heard the sounds of someone moving through the lands. Olive eyes began to search for the one causing such a disturbance, eager of course to determine whether they were friend or foe to the pack. Slowly he edged closer and succeeding in locating the stranger. "What are you doing here?" Voice called out as he came to a halt once more. There was still distance between them now, and though he kept his gaze upon the female, he still remained alert just in case she hadn't ventured alone. The scent suggested she was a rogue, though he wasn't going to let his guard down too swiftly. On second thoughts, did the man ever truly relax?
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