Together

Eyes would scope over the male appraisingly, beginning to honestly assume that he was kin to Loccian in some way. He would give his name, Pontifex - a sibling of both Loccian and the late Octavian. Gerhardt dipped his head kindly as the male offered the primary reasoning for his longing to join Seracia. The King prepared to speak, but silenced himself as Loccian spoke on her recent scarceness. He knew very well that her brother's death had taken a great toll on her, and had understood when he'd seen less and less of her over the past few weeks. Still, he had grown worried over the woman and was glad to see her back and in relatively good health. She stood firm and spoke her piece about her brother, vouching for his usefulness to the pack.

When she was through he spoke up, a smile upon his face. "I wouldn't be worth my position as King if i didn't rejoice in your joining Seracia, Pontifex. Any sibling or relative of this wonderful she-wolf is welcome in my kingdom." He offered Loccian a kind smile. "And as always it's a pleasure to welcome you back, contessa." Her rank was spoken fondly, as if it were a nickname personal to she and he alone. Attention would then fall back upon the man as his tail danced between his hocks. "Every one of us must choose an area of service to the Kingdom. If you have an area in mind you can choose it now, or you can take a few days to decide and let me know when you've settled." Many newcomers wished to think it over for a while, but some - quite a few, actually - came with an idea already in their heads. Almost every wolf had a specific skill set, and Gerhardt was sure Pontifex was no exception.

"Speech"