The Queen moves with a sense of royalty as she patrols through the ever thickening pines. Her mind is filled with chaos, the various wolves that had attended her call, and the simple fact that she didn't really know some of them. One of them, at least, were her blood. She knew his name but hadn't yet spoke to him personally. It didn't sit well. She paused as her paws came to the bank of an icy stream, and she lowered her head- taking in a long drink as she mulled over her options. Regium would require active members and a militant fighting force. She'd have to go and so some serious recruiting. Regium had to grow. It was with this thought that she continued along, neatly hopping over the creek. She moved silently, until she came to a soft clearing- and then she let out a soft call for the the white wolf at the meeting- the woman she didn't know. She wanted to meet her- get to know her. Then she'd wait, for her call to be answered, her tail leisurely dusting the ground, as she sank to her haunches. Speech,

After the meeting, she had gotten up from her haunches and went on a short walk. She needed to clear her head of the bad thoughts she was having, she couldn't leave Regium just because Athena was no longer head wolf, it was stupid. Though, she could leave Regium because she was forced to fight. The white wolf shook out her long fur before continuing on her way through the forest. Soon, a low call echoed through the forest, summoning her. What could the queen want? She hadn't made herself known to the new queen, but it gave her the much needed chance to talk to the queen about her most recent issues. Picking up her pace to a quick jog as she scampered quickly through the woods, before coming to a stop in front of the queen. "You called for me, my Queen? Is something wrong? she questioned politely, bowing her head softly as she met her silver gaze to the soft gaze of Roman. Speech,

It didn't take long for the white wolf to appear, and Roman studied her with a calm face as she approached. The woman spoke, and Roman smiled softly, with a slight shake of her head. "No, nothing's wrong." She said softly, her tone light. No this stranger had done nothing wrong. "I actually realized at the meeting that I didn't know you- and I wanted to rectify that." She paused."I know I introduced myself then, but I will again. I'm Roman." She didn't need to add her last name here, it was useless. "The crown being passed on is a unique situation, but I wanted you to know that you can come to me with any concern- any issue. I'm here to listen." Roman wanted to be close to her members, they needed to know that they could come to her with any fears or concerns they had. "Would you mind telling me about yourself? I would like to get to know you." She inquired warmly. Normally, she would meet wolves at the borders- but she'd come to realize that she needed to make sure she knew the wolves that remained when the crown shifted- as they could be the loyal core. Greek Speak -- Roman Speak

Relief flooded into her silver gaze, she had been worried that she had done too much wandering lately for the new queen. Her ears twitched with amusement as the queen asked for her to explain herself. What was there to explain? Well, maybe now would be the best time to tell her? She shook her soft fur as she snapped out of her thoughts. "Well, I love to hunt?" she stated, though it sounded more like a question. She didn't really know what to say, That she loved long strolls on the beach and smelling roses? Chuckling at the thought she looked back to the Queen in front of her. "Oh my name is Trica by the way.." she added, remembering her previous question. Speech,

Roman would wait and then she would listen carefully. She wanted to know the base of this land she'd taken the crown for- and this she-wolf was one of the base. The white she-wolf spoke, and Roman's eyes lit up. She was a hunter?! "You love to hunt?! Large game or small? I was worried no one here would be a hunter! We should hunt one day. I don't get to hunt as often as I'd like to!" She spoke excitedly, her tail waving behind her. Trica- the she wolf would then introduce herself. Roman nodded and committed her name to memory. "Well, Trica- while we're here do you have any rank preferences. I do have ranks for hunters, because I understand that some wolves simply excel at hunting. Would that suit you?" She inquired with a smile. "Do you have any concerns you'd like to express?" She inquired softly to give the woman a chance to ask questions- express fears. Speech,

A grin appeared slyly on the ivory dame's lips, laughing subtly at the obvious amusement written on the queen's features and spoken through her words and actions. The queen wanted to hunt with her? Her whittling thoughts flashed to her hunting partner Arietta, the brown femme would certainly wish to be apart of this hunt. Her silver orbs gleamed with excitement and amusement. Maybe she would end up liking the alabaster queen. Her audits twitched at the last question, knowing that she would have to state her concerns now or never. Her smile brightened again as she looked towards the still highly excited dame sitting in front of her. "That would be wonderful!!!! I have a hunting partner, if she didn't leave during the change, Arietta, I am sure she would be happy to join us!" she stated excitedly, her tail twitching in amusement, "And whatever you think suits me, though I do NOT want to fight." Finally, she had said it. Her biggest concern and she finally got it off of her chest. Letting out a sigh she looked back at Roman, smile faded and worry in her silver eyes. What would the queen say? "Speech"

Roman was excited to hear that there was a hunter in the pack- and two hunters, based on Trica's words. She let out an excited bark, and spoke. "Arietta hasn't left- though I haven't yet spoken with her." She said, warmly. She'd need to speak to the brown she-wolf soon. Trica went on, and Roman listened carefully, nodding as Trica spoke her issues with fighting. "I can respect your wishes to not fighitng. Contrary to what some may say to me, I've never asked a wolf who didn't want to fight, to fight. I won't force you into that. Roman could respect that some wolves weren't fighters by nature. "I do, however, ask that you at least know some defensive moves, in case you're attacked outside of Regium. Not all the packs are friendly, to meet." She noted. It wouldn't do, for the she-wolf to be attacked while away from the territory and be unable to defend herself.