The future was an exciting yet worrisome thing to think about. Hannibal was riddled with stress but it was something that drove him forward. In his past he struggled with mental health and motivation. He felt as though he was meant to lead his family to success but seemed to only fail. But, there was a tiny glimmer of hope to be seen as Ashen was growing. Their growth brought forth struggles within their small claimed lands. Thus, the proposition of Hannibal fordging a sister-pack was brought forth. Of course, Hannibal did not oppose to such nor did anyone else really. He could take those that didn't agree with some of Belle's ways next door to make a more Klein-esque home. Where the cold hearted could thrive. - With these ideas the male lifted his chin and let forth a beautiful song calling forth his love. He awaited laying upon a stone beneath the moon's gaze overlooking the ravine. speech action

Segar slipped from their den with a groan, wishing for another five minutes of sleep, but the urgency in Hannibal’s call was what finally roused him. He skipped merrily toward his lover, delicate paws carrying him down the rocky slope until he was by his lover’s side. He tucked his head under Hannibal’s chin and nuzzled his throat with a hum of appreciation and carefully wrapped his long tail around Hannibal’s. “Everything alright mi amore?” He asked his tongue leaving in an attempt to clean his chest, he knew his skin was sensitive and could burn so easily, he hoped his ministrations gave him some comfort. speaking Thinking you

Hannibal lounged with a good few minutes of peace before he heard the supple pad falls of his lover. Soon the earthy scent of Segar filled his nose, which caused his mouth to water slightly. A surge of excitement fluttered within the Hand's chest as he felt the illustrious male close the distance between them. Hannibal moved his attention fully towards Segar with a smile and offered a few tender nuzzled to the thick of that beautiful fur. "All is well, love." As the slightly smaller Wolf began to lap at Hannibal's chest a gentle grumble left his throat. It was not a threat but almost a purr. Appreciation radiated from his form as he leaned into the cleaning ever so slightly. "I've something to ask of you." A pause. "Due to overpopulation Ashen is splitting into two packs to further our reach in this world. I will be gaining full leadership of the new pack." Hannibal wasn't sure of Segar knew or not. "Would you follow me?" speech

“To hell and back.” He said, reaching out to kiss the male’s cheek. He was only in the pack for Hannibal and so far the aloof members had done little to welcome him. He would do well in a pack run by his lover and would flourish under his eye. In Ashen he was nothing, but in Abyss he would stand as tall as a king, being the leader’s lover and personal guard. “Say the word and I am at your side.” He promised, pressing his nose affectionately against Hannibal’s. Together they would rule empires and topple kingdoms, but apart from Hannibal, he was nothing, just an earth colored wolf with no prospects in life. speaking Thinking you