Maybe It Wasn't An Accident

He had been nice. Cypress felt a quiet sent of pride at the indirect compliment. His father Birch would have been proud. The young man had always strove to be like the older man -- a true knight. He wanted to help others, to protect them from all the bad things that lurked in this world. Someday, he prayed, he would be able to help bring some sort of stability to a pack. He would dip his head to the alphess, Epiphron, as she introduced herself. She would also accept him into Fiori as an initiate, though he would eventually move in rank.

“Thank you, Miss Epiphron. Both for accepting me into your pack and also for understanding that I meant no harm here.” He would lift his head, offering a gentle, small smile to them both. “I’ll look forward to it. It’s exactly the sort of pack I was hoping to find. Somewhere I can keep myself busy and be proactive in helping another pack flourish.” He felt some sense of relief in joining Fiori as well. “...If it’s not too much to ask, either, Miss Epiphron, might I request an audience in the near future? I would like to go into what brought me to your borders in the first place in private. Though no offense to your daughter.” He would give Arian a small nod.

“It’ll be a pleasure getting to know you better, and I promise I shall not be any trouble.”