Sweep me off my feet

Golden boy had left his queen to speak to his sister, leaving the range for a short time and venturing into another claimed land of Covari that had not been that of old Seracia's. He still had yet to hear the story, the tail of the fall of Mavrick? Was the boy still around? Was he still with Pip and their children? Has he lost Seracia or had another down the line had the throne ripped from them? Thus was the way of life of course but Cyn found himself unable to be proud of his sister for taking his first home for herself. He had always thought that once his travels were over that maybe he could settle down back there. Settle down home. But no longer? Best not to dwell on the past, it would do him no good now anyways. The male would straighten and shake his pelt out as if physically ridding himself of the negative thoughts. It was a new pack, growing rapidly from what he had heard and with new lands to explore. It was a good situation. Yes. Long limbs would renew their previous pace, this time with a bit more spring in his step. Ankles would flip as he trotted through the gully, golden gaze sweeping over the territory. That was.. Until the russet babe came into view. Everything would halt with the image of her, a slow smirk slipping over inky lips. He had not been there for the whole ordeal concerning her so he didn't exactly know how stressed out she was. All he saw was a lovely damsel out on her own? Probably itching for some company. "I do believe a smile would suit you better? May I be of some assistance helping you find one?" He had always been easy to smile even in tense situations, slipping from the trees to stand before her. He kept a bit of a distance, for now, half to give her the space she seemed to need and half to allow her to bask in his magnificent glow.

Speech!