Please accept this invitation

This was the last pack, as far as he knew out of the ones that currently existed in the land of alacritis. Antonio was a little bit tired from his journey across the lands, he had been from Sonticus to Yfir and even Fiori. All of them were different and unique in their own ways, and he was happy to learn what he could about each. As he stood at the borders, he noticed how secluded this pack was from the rest. Perhaps a more family only one he was guessing, it was common among where he had grown up.

Antonio raised his head in a howl, it was a little bit rusty from all the walking. Though still not hostile as all the others had not been the same. His pastel eyes would look at the sandy beach curiously. The male flicking his tail back and forth as he remained in a neutral manner. It was easy to hide his excitement, in fact he looked as calm as any leader might have been. Yet he was a loner, an ambassador hoping to bring even a little bit of his service to alacritis.