Aldoro couldn't help but feel utterly proud of himself. It did seem like she was feared. That she was strict and unwelcoming to others who don't approach kindly. Her lean frame almost told him so, as well as her shadowy appearance. So, for him to earn her respect, he felt achieved. But despite her honoring words- he felt his a chill run up his legs. Her voice was so powerful. Yet delicate. But within minutes, his maw parted to an uprising yawn before the mention of her pack. Glaciem. That name was familiar...yes, he's heard stories about the pack once. Though it never came to his interest. He wanted a pack that was...small. Not loaded with tons of other wolves. But as she begun to finish, his grin widened. A great opportunity, he'd think. He lifted his chin slowly. "I'd be more than happy to join at your side, m'lady." He paused and lowered his head back to her height just so he could make eye contact. "Pardon me asking though, ma'am. But what rank would you assign me under?" The man certainly did not want to join as some type of omega, disrespected and such. He thought, as her friend, he should have at least a small bit of respect when joining.
"Speech"
