bearing the olive branch
He moved slowly, sometimes leading, sometimes following depending on Mavericks pace that seemed to fluctuate while Cynrik's paws churned out a steady rhythm. It was getting chillier the further north they traveled, the wind holding more of a bite then he had grown used to in Seracia's boarders. But none the less it was comforting, reminiscent of home somehow. And though her would never admit it to his companion he was glad to be leaving the range for a while. He hadn't been sleeping well with those structures around. He had been slipping around the boarders, pretending to patrol when he really just wanted to keep as much space as possible between him and those wooden dens. So when Gerhardt had approached him, asking if he wanted to go with Mav to Glaciem for a while to live with the wolves and learn of their ways he had happily accepted. Yes the fact he was able to escape his new home was a relief, he hoped he would be able to catch up on some sleep, but he was also glad to be doing what he had originally been groomed to do. As well Mav wasn't terrible company, Cynrik choosing to remain mostly silent for their trek aside from the occasional question. The young male was stunning with that red coat and it was a wonder Cynrik hadn't hit on him yet... So rather then getting snapped at for vein inappropriate mouth had stayed firmly shut and eyes and remained mostly on the ground.
"Do you know much about this pack? Or this Gargoyle we're supposed to meet?" Cynrik finally asked, the scent of the pack drawing nearer as they carried on at their normal pace. Cynrik's head was up now, ears flipped forward and expression as serious as could be. Time to go into business mode. He had gotten a VERY brief rundown from Gerhardt but he still felt like he should know more. But then again the whole point of his agreement was for them to know more of this pack. Cynrik's pace would slow a bit more, falling behind Mav so the younger male could take the lead in this if he liked. Cynrik knew the whole, don't speak unless spoken too blah blah crap. He would be good and unless Mav asked him to step up then Cynrik planned to slid along in the rear.
Speech!