You aren't really funny you know?[joining]

His attention constantly swivelled between the boarder and Catalya, most days doing rounds for a while then stalking is queen then doin rounds again then repeat. He was in rounds mode when he hear the howl at the boarder and slowly he would pause, massive crown lifting and ears swivelling to catch the echoes of the howl. He didn't wait long before tipping his head back and releasing a howl of his own calling specifically for Narfi. His Duchess. The one he was supposed to be training and what better to start with then a intimation. He would pause, ears flickering for a moment to see if she would howl in response before setting off for the boarders whether she answered or not it needed to be addressed. The behemoth of the man would move with easy grace seemingly impossible for his size, slipping through the trees before he came into view of the scarred brown male.

He would slow and eventually stop, verdant green eyes studying the male with a mixture of curiosity and distrust. He was scarred, some of it recently so. Was he bringing war to their boarders? "Greetings, I am Kylar, Duke of Elysium. What brings you to our boarders?" He asked, tone relaxed despite the low rumble that followed it up his throat. His voice had never been the most pleasant to listen to.

Speech!