Coza watched the two pack members in silence. He watched as Wraith worked and was happy he had a good idea on how the healing processes went. Sen had taught him well, he had confidence in what he was doing, was delicate and held no hesitation. His almost full brown tail waved lightly as he watched them speak, listening and keeping a smile on his maw all the while. Soon the blood was cleared from the area around the wound leaving a large gash exposed to the air. It was much too large to heal on its own he thought and he frowned. He knew it would be alright though Wraith was taking care of it. Coza watched as the younger wolf looked over the wound giving a little nod before backing away. He said he would be right back and Coza just dipped his head as the young male launched himself away moving quickly over the lands towards his den.

He watched until his form had vanished before turning his gaze back to the mostly black wolfess next to him, she was still watching in the direction that he had vanished and she spoke. His ears twitched lightly listening to her inquiery about where he had come from, well that was easy and though he knew there was a lot of unrest about Iromar and its pack wolves. He wouldn’t hide it though and he doubted that Zeteri would think of the boy any different now than she had before.

”He was born of Iromar lands.” He said easily his tail still waving lightly it was the honest truth of the matter and he wasn’t about to hide his origins from anyone. Sure some wolves of Iromar were bad, but not all, and maybe it was because he wasn’t bad that he didn’t feel he had a purpose there, because he was of white peld and wasn’t ‘demon’. It honestly mattered little if they were true demons wishing to join Taviora if he didn’t have a reason to think ill of them then he would allow them to join. He had let Bones join for the short time he felt he had purpose here and he had challenged and fought him.

”Does that bother you?” He asked hoping he knew the answer she would give. Even if it had before would it now? He knew very little of Zeteri’s past, he knew now that Zeteri was Kiska’s daughter and thus was a princess, but she had been a loner when she had come to him asking for a place in his lands just as Kiska had. His tail flicked lightly happy that these events happened as they had today. Perhaps like himself and some others of the pack she would be not so critical of all Iromar wolves.

It didn’t seem all that long then when he saw the smaller white form of Wraith driving towards them. Again he fell silent watching as the seeds he recognized were poppy seeds were offered to the fem. His tail flicked slightly knowing they would help with the pain, for now though he was back to silence watching him work. Once he was sure Wraith was done and Zeteri was all taken care of and too her den then he would go to his own family with a piece of their prize.

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


COSZCOTL
=-Protects Moth’s Heart&Soul-Guardian of Amoxtli, Zeltzin + Dexter->