Knocking at your Gates [p]

ooc / table change cause.. yes.

Alliances were a thing he had heard could be a double edged sword. On one hand, you had constant allies in your favor, on the other - your realm could be dragged through the mud if you didn't choose wisely. Gerhardt did not worry much about the latter though, as he was sure from their conversation that Jupiter was nothing but a level-headed queen. She had so far described her pack eloquently, and her efforts at leadership as firm yet relaxed. He respected - and even revered - the freedom she allowed to her members, but knew he could not thrive as that type of leader, he was simply wired differently. He'd been born under very different circumstances, or so he inferred.

Her suggestion would receive a quirk of his brow and a twitch in his lip, which soon blossomed into a smile. A games, how wonderful an idea. She elaborated further, and the King listened.. thus far enamored with her thought. "I fear I might have underestimated your creativity, Lady Jupiter, that is a marvelous idea! I should think it best if we held half in your realm, and half in mine.. just so the borders and the land are well known to everyone involved and there will be no question. I would be most honored to offer up the Kingdom for the fishing and racing. You'll find our land is open and flat, and incredibly wet. I should think that hunting and sparring would bode well in your land?"

A genuine, unhindered smile lingered on his lips, accompanied by a tapering chuckle that slipped through unhinged jaws. His tail tapped the earth lightly, utterly pleased with what was to come. Oh how Seracia would enjoy a bit of frivolity and good-natured competition. Her own tone hinted at her eagerness for this to go forth, and the King was pleased with how happy she seemed with the arrangement. Who said that leaders couldn't be friends?

"Speech"