Bringing In The Delegation

Maximous was much quicker to answer the call at the boarder than when the northern king had come. The last time he went to a meeting at the boarder his queen had been appreciative of him, though she still hadn't given him an answer on the subject he could guess at her dislike for the albino man.

This time at his arrival on the boarders more than two wolves stood on the other side. Lady Raisa and one of the other Ebony wolves had arrived before himself. He still did not know her name or rank but he would make sure he learned it. As luck had had it, he'd arrived just in time to hear the lass give her name and rank.

As the four wolves from the other pack spoke Max stayed within the shade of a large rock. His black pelt blending almost perfectly. It was only when the man with an Irish accent spoke that he showed himself. The Nomad mark on his forehead was a dark maroon red, but in the light it stood out against his onyx pelt. Icy eyes examined the four before he gave a bow to his queen.

When he rose out of it he was turned to the others. "An interesting suspicion." the man mused with deep vocals. He doubted that the woman could see into the future but he would not doubt her wisdom as that tone in her voice seemed familiar to him.

Within moments of speaking, the young man found himself seated silently next to his queen.