What up, pretty boy? (Drash)

Leg lifted proudly in the air Drashiel went about marking up the Regium borders, adding his own scent to Romans.  He wanted to make sure that his fellow canines knew that there was now a King ruling here and anyone foolish enough to trespass would have the lead pair on their tails.  As The King went about his business a howl rang up through the sky.  Rust-colored ears flicked toward the sound and the young male smiled.  He recognized the voice.  Valentine, the Imperator of Imperium.  Well now, wasn't this a treat?

Trotting casually along with a swing in his step he came to stand before the taller male.  "Imperator!  It is a pleasure to see you again.  Have you been well?  How may I help you?"

"Burn Baby Burn"