Set after warning signs.
Leera and Tyranis post first, then anyone else if they want to.

They were on their way to Erövrare. The dark male put some trust in the female as she would lead him to the pack she resided in. He would be joining, mostly because he wanted to establish a stable foundation for himself. For he would be keeping himself low for the time being until he knew his way around and become stronger. Ezio followed beside Leera, but slightly behind her as he didn't know the way. His steps fell into sync with hers as they walked along, tail flicked behind him. "Are we near yet?" he grumbled out the question, curious if this pack was anywhere close to where they were currently. He wasn't picking up any scent markers, perhaps they weren't close to the borders yet.

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On their trek toward the packlands, they share light conversation and Leere decides that the black-furred wolf is someone worth keeping around, worth keeping on her side. Otherwise she wouldn't waste her time in bringing him to Erövrare where she's almost certain she'll be crossing paths with him frequently. Leera thinks of this as they reach the borders of Erövrare, and she sneers slightly as the overpowering scent of the High Lord rolls through the silent trees. "Yes, but now we must wait. It's the High Lord's way," she says, almost with an air of mockery. Either way, she pauses and tilts back her head, summoning Tyranis with a long, low howl that tells of another seeking membership. "It shouldn't be long now." But Leera sits anyway, letting her pregnant belly be exposed, a reminder to Tyranis of all she's providing for him. speech action

The half-blind raven landed on one of the spidery white branches of the strange trees that comprised the forest and gave a heralding croak. Tyranis skulked toward the two, his golden eyes glinting with interest as he saw Leera standing beside a grand dark male. “Sister Leera.” He greeted with a warmth he never showed for his taskmaster and stepped closer to brush against her in an uncharacteristically affectionate greeting if she allowed it. His eyes glanced over the black male appreciatively, strength rippling off of him and piquing the high lord’s interest. With most of his pack seeming to favor Hannibal and the brown bitch he bedded Tyranis was eager to curry favor with whoever he could, in particular with the newest additions to his pack. “Who is this?” He purred stepping away to circle the male with his head raised, exuding dominance. Speech, Thought, You

Ezio didn't really mind the walk to where this pack was, as it seemed to be in a decent spot. The hulking man crept beside the small female as they would continue on their way to the claimed lands. He would ask his question in whether they were near or not, it didn't take long for a reply to come from her. "Yes, but now we must wait. It's the High Lord's way." The tone of her voice was lightly hinted with taunt, he simply raised a brow and would lowly chuckle at her comment. It seemed that she didn't have a favourable opinion of The High Lord, nevertheless, he would keep his thoughts to himself. He would seat himself and get slightly comfortable beside Leera as she called for the leader, causing his ears to swivel around in a few directions. "It shouldn't be long now." He would return a simple nod, eyes glanced to the woman's belly. He didn't notice that she was pregnant when they first met, perhaps he had just been blind to it. His gaze scanned the border for any sign of this High Lord and it wouldn't be long until he caught the movement of someone approaching. Ezio would adjust his posture to something more confident and respectful, ears would slightly rest on his skull as they went back. "Sister Leera." The masculine voice reached him, he assumed it was a title the woman next to him was given. Of course, the other male looked him over and he would just simply make eye contact with him then. "Who is this?" The other male would come closer and begin to circle Ezio, the tiniest glimpses of a smirk almost showing on his stoic expression. "Ezio de Angelis," he simply replied.

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The raven announces the High Lord's presence and Leera stiffens, not out of respect for the alpha but to accentuate the growing curve of her abdomen, his children. She keeps her chin high as her small, pink eyes follow him with a sharp, umoving focus. "Lord Tyranis," she crones in return, tail curling in serpentine manner. She nods to him shortly before turning her attention to Ezio, but not before being taken aback by Tyranis' affectionate gesture, which she returns. Ezio states his name and Leera stands idly, watching the two males as they watch eachother. She smirks slightly as Tyranis begins to circle the strange male, no doubt determining his worth, something she's seen alphas do time and time again. "Ezio has expressed his interest in handing his loyalty over to a power greater than himself," she adds from her place, voice even. Her eyes touch Ezio's and she hopes he'll see her offer him a wink. Leera likes Ezio -- she'd hate to see him turned away so she chooses to vouch for his character. "I told him that, here, his loyalty would be rewarded." After this, she falls silent. After all, it is the High Lord's decision in the end where the newcome will be placed, if at all. speech action

He paused his appraisement of the male as Leera spoke and moved to stand directly in front of the larger black male. He was as large as Acere and if he was a skilled fighter he would more than likely be a match for the white titan when he undoubtedly launched his attack on them. “I see.” He said simply, his golden eyes locked on the other male’s with the steadfast dominance of a king. “What services could you offer us Ezio?” He asked calmly. Perhaps it was the fulfilled promise of new life that softened him toward Leera, or the fact that once his father was well, he would begin to train her in the ways of an oracle. He didn’t love the cream woman by any means, but she had earned a gentler nature than most were awarded with from the lightning king. Speech, Thought, You

Once he would give his name, there was a brief moment of silence until Leera began to speak. He slightly turned his head in her direction, but also kept his attention on the other male as he circled around. "Ezio has expressed his interest in handing his loyalty over to a power greater than himself." It was almost true, but it was also far from the truth. If anything this place would hopefully become a sanctuary for the devilish man where he could strengthen himself and become a force to reckon with. But now, he would play the game and select his cards with care. He was too far into this to make any kind of mistake or give this High Lord the wrong impression of why Ezio was here and how the pack would simply play a role in his life now. Noticing Leera wink at him, the corner of his lips would lightly crease into a smirk. "I told him that, here, his loyalty would be rewarded." She would fall silent and his features became neutral once more. "I see." His attention would return to the male as he spoke, noticing that he was slightly smaller than him, a few inches off at least. Ezio would ensure how he sat would be respectful, his head somewhat dipped down. He would make eye contact though before the High Lord would ask, "What services could you offer us Ezio?" A smile formed along his maw, lifting his head slightly as if to think, despite having planned answers for such occasions. He was well-prepared for these situations. "I am a strong individual who works hard for himself and those around him," he would start, the male gave Leera a quick side glance. "With excellent capability and experience in hunting and fighting, I could see these skills of mine would be very useful to you," Ezio paused for a moment to breathe and let the words sink in. Before he would finish off with, "Leera has spoken highly of Erövrare and just as she said, I will be more than happy to give you my loyalty if you choose to have me in your pack, High Lord."

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been meaning to post in here since Thys had the pleasure to meet Ezio
she will be curious about his time here

An early winter morning and there was a frosty chill in the air. The sweet surrendering scent of the morning dew and her three devil chops filled the den with a scent that does not belong on earth. The winter snow from the tall trees lay scattered on the forest floor; the wind must have blown quite harshly last night. The dark shadows of the voluminous trees and the surrounding bushes had become the backbone of this Kingdom territory. The trees stood as passive protectors of this seemingly peaceful place. As the winter sun rose in a timely hurry as if trying to make up for setting too early the evening before, the sun bloomed into the pale sky with a warm mellow glow, sending what is left of the numskulled moon packing until its next shift guarding the night. The mid-morning sky was a brilliant bright baby blue. As the morning developed the sound of young birds began to fulfill the air with a lovely feel, they chirped, tweeted and warbled incessantly. The spawns will wake up early, she shoul-- a call, a howl, forced her audits to gracefully yet rapidly turn upon the source of it. She was almost certain it was coming from the borders. What was peculiar was that the ashen queen, Leera, was the one to make the call. What was she doing there? Curiosity picked at her back bone as she decided it was her day to stretch her own limbs, leaving the three spawns in the care of their Father, their Alpha and their protector. The walk was relatively fast, their territory did not stretched far and way and their den was not that far away either yet her elegance was uncanny, specially since she got rid of the weight. Her excessivly long tail stand proud, curling against her reptilian spine with just her tip upwards like ice, she radiated regality and dominance through every pore. A small meeting took place. Fiery orange optics gazed upon each of them, offering a small courtesy nod, Leera being the only one that got a smile from the bronze woman. I did not expect to see you here, Ezio. she purred her sultry tones, vampiric, her vibrato emitted the alure of a siren, pulling one in towards her carnal intents. haunt me down