Crucifix was steadily making his rounds to all the packs of this land and so far he had covered a great deal, and each time he left with more friends and a brighter future. He truly thought he could carve for himself a piece of peace in this land and a place of friendship among its other rulers, but today he had before him a challenge. He knew that Roman had no love for Vi and had in fact thought she had poisoned her. Crucifix still respected Vi but he needed to do this for his pack and for their future, he knew he could make no mention or association with his friend and he said a silent apology her way before making his way to the borders of Roman?s pack.



As the boy reached the scent markers he stopped and lifted his head high to let loose his call to the Alpha of this pack, wishing a moment to speak to her and he let his call sing out in melody before closing his muzzle and waiting for the queens arrival.

Life had resumed to a sort of normalcy, since the siege had been ended before it could begin. She had lost a good count of her members in the meeting that followed, and it ached at her- though she worked to ignore the feelings of loss. She had taken up extra patrols, to keep her mind busy, and when a strange howl rang through her forest, she grunted slightly before heading towards it. She would be hesitant towards strangers- not quick to trust them since the sudden and convenient disappearance of Covari. She heeds to the call regardless, sauntering towards the caller with her head high and prideful. Emerging from her forest, she studies him as she approaches. He's an oddly marked male, and the way he stands speaks of a King. She's curious, but she halts about ten feet from him, keeping the distance there in case he's there merely as an assault. Greek scurries forward between the two wolves, leaving about 3 feet between him and the other. Sneering, the fossa raises up, "Who are you?" Roman says nothing for a moment, before speaking. Her voice is loud so she is sure he can hear her. "I am Roman Armada, Queen of Tortuga and you are?" Her voice is aloof, with an air of regalness too it, as she waits for him to state his case. Greek Speak -- Roman Speak

He need not wait long before the queen herself would answer his call. She came to her borders but stayed within its boundaries and left a distance between herself and Cru. With raised eyebrows Cru would watch as a small Otter like creature darted forward to stand between them. He peered down at it for a moment as it glared up at him and spoke. He was momentarily debating how high up an offense it would be to eat it before Roman spoke? The queen held a note of pride in tones that easily reached across the distance between them. Crucifix would nod his head in respect to the lady, his eyes glancing over the woodland creature a moment before he spoke. ?I a Crucifix of Solstice, a new pack created in Weeping Woods. I have heard much of the pride and strength of Tortuga, and am here to talk about a friendship between our two packs if you would have it.? he said simply "words"

She had been wandering aimlessly around Solstice when she caught a whiff of Cru's scent. Altering her course, she would follow, curious when he left the territory. He had making rounds to the different packs in search of alliances and friendships, but she had yet to join him. He was ahead her by a few minutes, but it didn't take long for her to realize he was headed north. Eventually Tortuga's scent would fill her nostrils and she would smile. It had been forever since she had last seen her sister Roman. She would approach, the two already talking and making introductions. A smile pulled at scarred lips as she approached, coming to stand beside Cru. "Its good to see you again, Roman." She would greet her half sister, dipping her head slightly before bumping her shoulder against Cru's in a silent greeting. He would probably be surprised to see her, but it didn't matter, she was his secondary and would be part of alliances whether or not he wanted it. Her gaze would lower to peer down at a strange looking creature that stood between them, though she smiled down at him, she said nothing. He was a peculiar little thing. Her tail would sway at her hocks, her gaze returning to Roman with ease, her entire figure relaxed and open, she didn't fear the pale Queen nor worry about an attack from her. Speech,

Her violet eyes narrow as the wolf begins to speak, it appears he is not merely a prideful child seeking entry into her empire. He's a rival leader, a rival king. She takes in his words, offering the same respect she would to any other royal but she is guarded. Sibelle appears at his side, and she nods in greeting to her half sister. They appear to be close- is bringing the other Armada here, a ploy to gain Roman's approval? The Queen remains distant from the pair, her gaze cold and calculating. The recent changes, had made the once friendly queen, cold and guarded towards others. Her ears would flatten slightly, and she'd speak, a simple word inquiring her thoughts. "Why?" Her tone is flat. She wants to know why they seek friendship with her empire. She knows that her empire is one of the greatest in the land, but why have they sought her out? To use her force as protection from other empires? Or to simply stand in the shadow of greatness? Perhaps they too- desire to be great? Greek Speak -- Roman Speak