The sun was weak in this particularly cold season, its beauty and radiance lost as the winter would swamp with a fresh sheet of fresh snow to replace the warmth. Siarvon was never the type to moan about the little things, but instead walk around it as if it where never really there, or just a small obstacle waiting to be pushed aside- after all he always did have a way of overcoming things. A sigh would escape his large maw; the warm carbon dioxide tracing the sides of his rich italian tounge and sweeping the air in an effortless parade. His nose would twitch and his eyes would meet the still surface of the river,a reflection staring back at him. It was quiet today, and there wasnt anything to particularly do apart from the basics.

His ears would perk at the rustling from afar, its movements subtle and in time, by the simple way of the grace and timing Siarvon new not to be tense or alert, but instead calm, afterall it will only be a ludicael member.

OOC: Sorry its short, but ive got to go out for a bit- but i wanted to get this thread started!

Her sweet face would turn upwards to take in the glistening sight of the suns rays, they would not reach her with full power. Gracefully her tired paws would navigate through the newly fallen snow, she would walk with ease over the powdery substance. A soft smile would grace her sleepy visage, she needed to rest before she went out that night. So as surely as she knew the toes on her paws they would carry her back to the den. Close by the river she would find herself in the presence of one of her own, the likes of Siarvon. Her grin would widen as she slowed, hoping to greet him before she reached her den. Her snowy form would slow to a halt close enough to easily talk with the man, Good day, Siarvon. she would address him happily. She had not seen him since the first meeting, and wondered how he was doing since there had been no promotion of a skilled warrior Philosopher. How are your training sessions going? she hoped he would be taking up personal training in the lack of a class. Speech

As siarvon was tunneled by the silence a soft murmur would nudge against his lobes, caressing them gently and it would come to a surprise to see the pale woman stop to greet. Even with endless patrols and duties the Oracle still made time to check on every individual. A smile would widen on his inky lips and his tail would slowly tap the hard floor. " Good evening song, are you heading somewhere?" His large crown would turn to set his eyes upon the queen, his body shifting slightly to be vertically in line. It seemed to be a nice change to the new rule, even with the similarity there comes some differences. And yet, he had always wondered- if Aria never drifted away would it be she who would hold the throne? It was strange to see the turn out of events.

Siarvons shoulders roll back to obtain the warmth he had going, as if trying to wrap it round as some sort of cocoon, before parting his jaws once more to speak. " Its hard to train with very little people to practice with, though i am getting there, do you know of any others who are currently training or in need to strengthen up their skills?" The brute would ask quite simply, afterall the pack was in need of more warriors in the arts of defense and combat. " Is there a position i could take to help out the pack in anyway i can?" Whether it be patrolling or protecting the members of Ludicael he was willing to do either.

"Speech talkie talkie", he said, glaring.

The man would smile at her approach, his tail would beat the earth and her would follow suit. Wagging above her back the she wolf would return his smile as his words would fill her delicate alabaster ears, " Good evening song, are you heading somewhere?" The she wolf would nod slowly, "Just on my way to take a nap, nothing of much importance." She would say, meaning that she had plenty of time to talk " Its hard to train with very little people to practice with, though i am getting there, do you know of any others who are currently training or in need to strengthen up their skills?" there were a few warriors who lived in the pack, she was sure their training was as lacking as Siarvons, though he had certainly been trying. " Is there a position i could take to help out the pack in anyway i can?" he would volunteer his services kindly, maybe he would help to ease the burden of the pack? "There is a duty I could bestow you, Siarvon. Would you be able to uphold the position of Divine Guard?" Speech

OOC: Hope you dont mind a short reply, havent got a lot of time and i want to move this thread a little faster

The soft breeze would gently bury deep within his fur, ruffling through before whisking of. Winter was coming to an end and it'll be soon replaced with the birth of spring. His large paws would shuffle and his eyes would allign with her own mismatched ones. " Divine guard?" The title would press against his tounge, before nodding once in agreement, " That'd be great song, thankyou!" He would give a chuckle and leave her to rest, afterall that was her intention " Ill let you get on, its been nice to see you around." As the last words oozed out of his ebony lips he would bow his cranium towards the oracle and venture of to go reside back to his den.

//Siarvon exit//
"Speech talkie talkie", he said, glaring.