After his arrival came the gathering of many more wolves, including the golden boy he knew as Dayton. Since his incident with his mate, she had been gone, and the golden boy was depressed and heartbroken. He could not help but to stand up and move to sit at his side, gently bumping his shoulder. When the pearly queen had spoken, she allowed several lyrics of speech, announcing her new rank. As she finished that specific sentence, he gave a toss of his head in approval, before she continued to speak, of putting more effort into pack life. Entirely, the male agreed. The Tortugan pride would never survive upon the work of lazy canines that simply ate food and occassionally patrolled the boundaries of the Tortugan territory.
As the Armada spoke, allowing the newly promoted queen a seat, he gave several nods toward each wolf mentioned, a single word slipping from his inky lips, low and smokey in sound. "Welcome." Suddenly, his russet ears would rise, as the Armada queen began to speak of promotions, calling Ritsuka and August forth for the ranks of Venator and Optio. The blood roared in his auditories, as he stood, ringed banner waving gently as he would step forth, giving a respectful nod, before speaking. "I will do well, and I will continue to serve my pack, and to protect my family." He would recline onto his mocha colored haunches, looking to all of the other wolves in the crowd whom had gathered.
"Speech"
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