He was feeling proud today and a little sore. It hadn’t been all that long ago now that he had had his scuffle with the wolf known as Bones. It had been a strange exchange and left Coza with a few new scars on his body that likely would never be covered by fur. They had been treated and he was generally just fine. His form moved regularly leading the way across the lands of Moladion with two of his diplomats in toe. Hush, a dear friend was the older of the two and it would be the first time Coza had ever seen her work in a pack. He didn’t doubt her talents in the slightest and he was certain she had chosen the path she did for a reason. Young Solaris was the second one following behind him. He was already showing that he was very capable of being a diplomat despite his tender age and Coza felt very proud of the boy because of that.

He glanced back to be sure both were keeping up, his leg wound had bothered him a little with each chilled breeze that glanced off of it but otherwise the brute was feeling fine. His muzzle wound likewise was a bit troublesome, but he generally was just fine thanks to being treated by healers. He was still unsure of his decision with Bones, but it turned out they were both a little, confused when it came to their visit. It was to ponder about for another time however, today Coza had to focus on a very important task.

So far everything was going well with his pack in terms of treaties and alliances. He had a firm alliance with both Diveen and Spirane then a treaty with Iromar. It seemed he would perfect for his home, a true land where no one would try and fight his members or take them away. Now he just had to see how far he could go with Glorall. Out of all the packs he knew the least about Glorall and its Alpha, it was actually borderline nothing about them except that it had changed alphas several times over the last few years. It was almost as new and blank as Taviora in that way. If Everchime were there he would have talked to her about its past diplomacies, but he had to go in blind, the female had loose ends to close and clearly it was taking some time. He didn’t blame her, she gave her word that she would be there someday and he belived that.

He scented the border and paused suddenly in his step, his face cringing slightly as he felt a little pang of pain in his leg. He wouldn’t let it bother him. ”I hoping we can at least have treaty, if you is having any ideas while we are here please do not be afraid to be speaking up.” His gaze went to both Hush and Solaris giving them a friendly smile and wave of his tail before setting his gaze forward searching for the form of the alpha.

"This me speak your tongue."
"This is me speaking my Nahuatl tongue"


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==--7 Years—Keeps Moth's Soul—Guards his Own Heart—>