As she stood on the log that her father had once stood upon- a place where he had commanded power from, she could almost feel a surge of that power within her. She had a chance to revive the lands- she had a chance to make their name f e a r e d. In the wake of her call, she stood alone, reveling in the fact as she scented her King approach that she was no longer alone. He would rule beside her, taking some of the burden of the crown and he would help her make the decisions that were in both the best interest of power- and her family. Weren’t power and her family exchangeable terms?
As Drahsiel arrived, he would place a quick kiss to he cheek, and she’d turn her face- her smile beaming at his. As he let out the summons for the wolves in Fehu, she leaned forward and nipped lightly at his muzzle, a wry and challenging grin on her face. He would speak to her, and she’d smile. His words sent a trickle of warmth through her, like honey soothing a sore throat. ”My dear King, I cannot verbally express my delight in your presence.” She would coo, her eyes betraying the meaning of her words. Gods, she was pregnant. She had to be pregnant to be this constantly aroused. She would physically express her devotion to her King- and her appreciation. She also.. may need to have a talk with him about the life she was growing certain of growing in her womb.
Gently, she pressed her shoulder into his, and straightens as the first wolf appears. Vesta. A slight smile pulls at her jaws, though her brow furrows in confusion as the young wolf speaks. She and Drashiel knew each other? Oh brother. Roman couldn’t decide if it were a friendly encounter or not. ”Vesta.” She greeted, her tone soft welcoming. It was time the youth was truly addressed as an Armada-it was her heritage after all.
Then a stranger would appear, and his scent claimed he was of Fehu. Roman studied him, taking in his build and appearance. Roman nodded slightly as she took him in. She wondered what he was- a hunter, healer, or fighter. Would he stay? What would he become under their guidance?
Another wolf would then appear, a wolf that Roman scarcely recognized. She couldn’t remember officially meeting her- but she was an Armada. That much Roman did recognize. Roman spoke. ”Welcome.. I can tell based on appearances that we must be related, but I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting you. I am Roman Armada.” She would introduce herself. Was this another sister? Or another type of family? Only Armada’s held such graceful and to be frank, beautiful, appearances. Roman didn’t move from her perch, and had spoken to make the woman realize she was welcome. Her job done- her attention drawn to the next arriving wolf.
Trica was the next to arrive, and Roman greeted her warmly. ”How’s the prey running?” She’d inquire, her attention also turning to Devin who arrived as well. She nodded at him, acknowledging his presence with a simple greeting and statement. ”Devin. I need to speak with you after the meeting.” Surely the healer would confirm her suspicions of pregnancy… he’d have to notice, right? She gave him a meaningful look before her attention shifted to the next arrival.
Talvi was a wolf Roman had never really met. She knew who she was- and respected Athena’s faith in her as a beta. So Roman had kept the woman at her rank even though she’d been traveling when Roman took over Bevroren. Roman could only assume that the dame was confused. A whole leadership had changed, and now the new Queen was announcing her King. ”Tavli.” She’d greet softly though she hadn’t been addressed. She or Drashiel would need to speak with her after the meeting to catch her up. A lot had happened.
Another stranger of Drashiel’s pack would arrive, this one was a bit more eccentric that the last and Roman found a slight wry grin pulling at her features at the girl. She spoke in a whirlwind and Roman struggled to keep up, though when the girl turned to speak to her- she let out a soft laugh. ”Definitely not his prisoner. Thank you, I’m glad someone else appreciates it. ” She replied, with a gentle nudge of her shoulder into her Kings and a warm smile at the girl. Perhaps this merge would be easier than she’d feared. This wolf seemed to be a whirlwind of activity, but it didn’t daunt Roman. Admittedly, the fifty questions could get annoying if it were an everyday thing- but she found it almost endearing at the moment. In the shadows of the tan wolf another appeared smelling of Fehu. Roman nodded in her direction but she didn’t speak- nor did Roman.
Arietta arrived and almost immediately, Roman knew something was wrong. The shy female…. seemed off. Roman’s brow furrowed slightly, her expression soft as she gazed at her. She’d have to see that Arietta received some medical care. As Roman watched her cough, she felt her worry increase. Another epidemic? She shook her head slightly, to clear that dark though and mouthed at the lithe hunter. See Devin. If the healer daunted the young mother- Roman would gladly go with her. She just wanted her to be well.
Athena arrived then- in tow with a little ball of energy that scampered up toward Roman and Drashiel. Roman smiled at the pup, lowering her head to speak to him. ”Hi there!” She spoke warmly. She hadn’t been to visit the pups yet, she’d wanted to give the family time to adjust and she’d noted by scents that Vereux had seemed to vanish. She wondered how Athena was doing. She eyed the wolf, giving her a sympathetic look- and noted her speaking to Talvi. Good, perhaps that would sooth some of the she-wolf’s worries. Roman hadn’t eaten Athena. She noted the lack of other pups- and only assumed they were with Amalia. Athena had mentioned Amalia was her lover- and though the relationship was strange.. Roman didn’t question it if it made her sister happy.
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She stared at the gathered wolves. Their number was growing- in part to the merge and also due to the pups. She only hoped this merge would signify that some of the Fehu wolves would stay. She cast a glance at her King and spoke. ”I’ll try to make this quick, I know we all have things and duties to return too.” She said quickly. “Drashiel and I have decided to rule in unison, to strengthen our packs, with he as my King and I as his Queen. As such- our neighbors-Fehu- will be merging with us. Athean will remain our heir- in case something should happen to either of us.” She looked to Drashiel- to let him speak. He could decide if his wolves would be forced to stay or to go. Her eyes would shine with affection as she waited to see how he’d address the other wolves.
In the pause she’d given Drashiel a chance to speak, she’d study everyone’s reactions. She’d tried to make this painless- and just wanted to alert the wolves of the change. ”I’d like to personally extend a warm invitation to the wolves of Fehu to join Regium’s ranks. I would enjoy getting to know each of you.” She said softly, looking at each wolf in turn. ”I’d also like to welcome Athena, Vereux and Amalia’s children into the pack. Perhaps by now you’ve ran into one of them?” She asked with a wry grin. ”Elli has left to potentially challenge or form for her own pack in the future. That means a beta spot is open. I’d like to fill in the higher ranks with loyal and capable wolves- and I will be holding trails for these ranks soon. I’d also like you all to welcome our new members as they join. It seems that our ranks are slowly but steadily filling.” She paused, pride evident in her tones and then she looked at Talvi. ”Talvi, you still have a beta rank. Athena spoke highly of your leading capabilities, and I know you’ve just returned home, but I wanted you to be aware that the rank you’ve earned is still yours- should you want it.” She glanced at everyone again. She wouldn’t take away her half-sisters rank, that she’d earned under Athena’s rule for no reason- but she wouldn’t force her to remain in that position either. ”Devin is our lead healer. Though the ranks of General and Commander or lead hunter and fighter have yet to be filled. I’ll be watching everyone closely to see whom has the ambition and aptitude to fill those ranks.” She had to work on getting those ranks filled. They needed unity and strength. ”Also I’d ask you all to remain wary of the other packs as you travel. We haven’t established allies or even neutrality with other packs yet so be wary when meeting other pack’s wolves. We don’t know yet- whom is friend or foe.” In Roman’s mind… there was no other pack they could trust. If they weren’t led with primarily Armada blood… where would loyalties come from? These other families were fickle, lazy, or filled with incompetence- as far she’d noted. Who would be worth her time or their reputation to ally with? Oh she’d almost forgotten! ”In my mother’s tribe.. she would mark her wolves- some with marks of valor and loyalty and I would like to continue that tradition. As such.. if any of you would like to be tribally marked, please say so- or see me and I’d like to set it up for you. This mark will show you a loyal member of the pack- and I think it could be a nice way of forming unity within our ranks.” And that about wrapped it up… didn’t it? ”News wise… I think that’s all this time… Unless you have anything to add?” She inquired to her King. Smiling slightly she spoke to all the wolves. ”As always, I am here to hear any questions and concerns you may have. I want this merge to be as smooth as possible.” She murmured- turning the floor over to her king, and whatever words he would possibly have to say.
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