He'd been lying in a den he'd found himself at the Marble Wash, farther from the traffic on the Antiox but he preferred it this way. Granted, he shared a den with Arietta on the ship as well, he had this one for when he wanted solitude. He'd been lying in wait, thinking about what to do about the lazy turds that made up the pack. It had grown a decent amount since he had brought his family here, and there was more soon to come he was sure. And it would seem that as soon as the thought began to fall away from the curls of his mind, a familiar voice would rise into the heavens, beckoning him towards her. A curious tilt of his head and cock of his ear atop his crown would make the ghoul rise and make his way with haste. Surely she wouldn't be having the puppies already, so there had to be something else.
With an eager trot, he moved towards her. Slender paws padded easily across the snow, the light winds ruffled his fur and brought to him Ylva's scent, as well as....someone else's. But whose? Lips curled, was someone going to try and steal his property? Quickening his pace, he soon found her and the stranger, the black male was rubbing all over the femme and a growl would rise within his throat. Though Ylva made no motion to stop the other, so with narrowed eyes he approached with perking ears as she greeted him. Stopping a few feet from them, he relaxed as he stood before them, eyeing the male as Ylva introduce them. "So, you're the relative that Ylva has been speaking so much about. You're a fine brute...you seem promising."
"Speech"
