Could I Have a Moment? [Pharaoh]

[Eithne]

Still quite shaken from the encounter with the Seraphim of Valyn, he heeded her words and followed her further into the territory. He was still unsure, but he assumed she accepted him into the pack. A little unorthodox after arousing such rage within her, but he would prove he was more than some naive stray. He had noticed that something seemed off with her and that she was in a rush. He didn't question it for fear of losing this grace period she bestowed on him. So with that in mind, Eithne saw her off and then turned to explore Valyn territory. He decided it was best to stay clear of the dens until whatever ailed the Seraphim was over. He knew well to not tread on any other toes.

She had instructed him to seek out her brother. The second in command as it seemed. Nodding, dutifully he began his search for this Pharaoh. After some time of walking he found himself in a rather strange area. There appeared to have been some form of buildings here. The remains long since battered by fire and ash now stood as mere skeletons wrapped in the cleansing grip of nature. It was almost melancholic in a way. Much as the air that surrounded the Seraphim and most of the territory. He tread, lightly, long ebony pillars pushing through heavy snow and firm earth. Auds twister back and forth, listening and studying the area. Bright yellow orbs flicked upwards as birds burst from a nearby tree.

It had seem life flourished from the disaster that had occurred here. He paused beside a nearby crevice where stone remains merged with the trees surrounding it. The earth had seemed to recover and try to erase the evidence of humans from the area. Reclining to his haunches, Eithne bowed his head for a moment, reflecting on the months passed and the recent event that brought him here. He took a deep breath and raised his maw to the dreary, grey sky. A long, distant howl broke the silence. Not one of mourning or trouble, but one of calling. "I wish to speak to Pharaoh, please. Are you nearby?" he called to anyone who might be around. His tone seemed almost hesitant, but he forced himself to keep his resolve. He might have got a rocky start, but he was not about to let a hiccup drag him away from his goal - to live in a pack and provide for others as he had done for his own family.

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[Pharaoh]

It seemed like only yesterday when Valyn had returned to this place. Pharaoh moved silently through the trees, the monster feline that traveled everywhere with him padding silently beside him. Although the enormous creature dwarfed him in size, the pale wolf was a rather large wolf. He had somehow managed to adjust rather easily to the females of Valyn coming in and merging their packs, but it was the death of his father that had really torn him apart. He had not only avoided most of the pack during the short period after Vor's death, but he had been hit by another shock in the form of Valeria. She had approached him and named him Prince of Valyn, the male wolf that would be in charge of all other males in the pack. Looking back at their interaction, it made sense.

He had been the calmest and most reasonable of his brothers when they had first returned, broken and battered from the Kairos Conquest of their tropical home. But he was so young. He had so much to learn, but he knew that Valeria would never abandon him. Somehow he knew. She had left her father before to create Valyn, but he could not help but feel like this time things would be different. She had explained herself, her reasoning for leaving, and it all made sense to him. He sighed heavily as he pushed his large form through the snow, the tigress beside him mirroring his sigh with one of her own. But then, as he rounded a rather large tree beside him, the sound of a howl cut through his thoughts and the cold late winter air.

"I wish to speak to Pharaoh, please. Are you nearby?" This voice was foreign to him, someone he had never met, but someone that clearly knew who he was. He had not held the position of Prince for long, so as the call echoed around him, he paused briefly to wonder at it's meaning. Then the conversation with Valeria flooded back to him. This was his responsibility, a male wolf of Valyn was meant to be under his charge. With another sigh, he turned so that he could make his way in the direction of the howl. He felt much older than he was, for he was still not even at the age where he could successfully breed. But already he had so much responsibility, he only hoped that he could handle it. "Hello, I am Pharaoh, this is Thirteen." He said, coming to a stop several feet away from the stranger, a dark male wolf. "Why is it that you seek me?" He asked, inhaling deeply and relaxing as he picked up Valeria's scent on the male's coat. Then he sat, keeping his head held dominantly high while Thirteen resisted the urge to roll her eyes and laid down beside him.

Eithne

[Eithne]

Eithne wasn't sure what to think. The parklands were silent and the air was thick with a feeling of mourning. He had come to them in a rather inopportune time, as was his luck. He was unsure who had passed, but it seemed to have taken a toll on the pack. Lowering his head after the howl had ceased, he quietly awaited the one called Pharaoh. It appeared that Valyn split their rule in sections. Valeria bring the main alpha - or Seraphim. Pharaoh seemed to also be in charge, but something was different about his obligations. Tucking his ears back in confusion, Eithne shifted his stance to keep even pressure on all four paws. Just in case something should go awry, he was prepared to fight or run. 

He shouldn't have to worry though. He didn't glean anything menacing from the air around him. Tension was the most obvious thing, but no threats. Eithne still remained focused and ready. He didn't have to wait much longer as a sleek ivory wolf with interesting gold markings appeared. Valeria had said Pharaoh was her brother. This much he could tell from the similar golden markings. He wondered if it was a family trait passed between generations. Certainly an interesting feature. Though before he could study the larger brute further, his saffron gaze fell upon another creature. 

Eithne had not seen such a beast before, having kept a low profile in his travels and avoiding heavily populated hunting grounds. The feline was much larger and put Eithne on edge. Though the brute didn't seem phased so he assumed they were companions. It was a bit odd in the obsidian male's eyes, but he wouldn't question it. The ivory brute introduced himself as Pharaoh, so this was the brute he needed to speak to. The feline was dubbed Thirteen and appeared aloof to the situation. This caused Eithne to relax, but only just so. He still was unsure of the feline's presence. Flicking his gaze back to Pharaoh, he lowered his head in a gesture of greeting and respect. 

"Ah, pleased to meet you, Pharaoh...and Thirteen." he greeted, politely with a side glance to the feline. "My name is Eithne. I just spoke to Valeria about joining this pack. She told me I was to seek you out and determine where I stand." he replied, cautiously. Apparently this was a pack of giants and he began to feel slightly overwhelmed though he was not about to show hesitation in the presence of another male. He had to be strong and confident, it would do him no good to tuck tail and simper off. "I can only offer my hunting skills. I fair well in a fight, but I won't say I'm too proficient. But I am strong and don't back down easy. So I could defend the pack if needed. Though I'm sure it's all up to your discretion. I only seek a pack to call my own so I no longer need to travel alone. I'll pull my own weight and keep out of trouble. I mean no harm, truly. I only ask for acceptance and for a warm place to rest my weary self. I can't tolerate the loner life much longer." he explained, calmly. 

The words left him before he had a chance to stop them. He was rambling and once again making a fool of himself. He cursed himself, internally. He quieted down and lowered his gaze, hoping his lapse in judgement hadn't pushed yet another higher ranking wolf's patience. This wasn't going as well as he had hoped. But maybe he would get lucky and find Pharaoh in a more tolerable mood. He had managed to get passed Valeria, but would he get through easy a second time?

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Notes: Sorry for taking so long
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