Apologies [open]

Time stood still as the typical Adravendi blues studied her, pondering on her reasons for being here. She could be a loner seeking a pack, but the myriad of scents on her pelt told him otherwise. Something in her blue eyes told him though she was happy to be here, she had a hidden agenda. Did she have a qualm with one of his family, or a friend? Was she seeking justice, retribution, or perhaps forgiveness? It would be hard to tell just from a look alone, but Leon did know that something was up with this dame. As she dipped her head he mirrored her movements, tail taking a slightly larger swing as he did so. He shifted his weight lightly on his paws as the girl told of her reasons.

She knew his Uncle's name, and the name of another which sounded vaguely familiar. Synestro. He scanned his mind trying to put a face with the name, but none would come. She came to apologize. So she was seeking forgiveness. Leon dipped his head again as he replied. "I am not aware of a male by the name of Synestro among our ranks, but I can certainly give a call out for my Uncle, Cairo." He would do her this justice. Lifting his head high, muzzle pointed to the heavens, Leon let out a soft, melodic song for his uncle. His melody tapered off and ceased altogether, resulting in his head lowering and his eyes setting on her once more. "I am afraid that is all the service I can offer you, Asheni. My Uncle very much has a mind of his own, and he may or may not choose to heed my call." It was the truth, Cairo could choose to come if he wanted, or he might not if he was busy or otherwise engaged. He took a step forward slowly, more to shift his weight than anything else. "I would not mind keeping you company for a while, while we wait and see?"His tone was questioning, but it was also truth. Leon would not leave a stranger on Valhalla's borders, even if she wanted him to leave her be. She seemed nice enough, but she was here to right a wrong, and nothing more.

"Synestro was a warrior, you say? I don't suppose he went by any other name?" Leon's curiosity piqued now, wondering just who this warrior was she had done wrong. He had vaguely known the name, perhaps heard it in passing, but had never met the wolf. Likewise, this Synestro had not been to the pack founding, or any subsequent gathering.

"speeeeech"