Sorcier doesn't give any words in reply to Sen- but he does give him the pleasure of shifting his gaze to his own. What the Medicine Wolf finds there has him looking on in wonder. Because of their now close proximity, the perfect imperfections obvious in those amber irises were so apparent, the depth of his gaze unlike any other. There was something about this wolf, this Sorcier, though Sen could not quite put his paw on it. It was something inside of him, something that seemed.. dormant, something that had not yet awakened, but it wanted to. And he thought that maybe the male wanted it to as well. But there was only one way for him to find out, and he planned on sticking around until he was given such a thing. But for now, he was content in his silence as he watched the male of all different shades, not actually having to lower himself to meet his gaze as he had originally thought. Manners were quite obvious in Sorcier, and this was something Sen could, and did rightly appreciate. It wasn't everyday another wolf had such good manners.

He would have spoken more, asked more of his newfound companion- but soon enough, there was the sweet perfume of another closing in on them. It was of Alias, the War Shield of Taviora, undoubtedly making her rounds around the border of the territory as she so often did. Sen didn't know her very well- he had never gotten the chance to know her, yet, but he both respected and liked her. After all- he knew Coza was quite fond of her and that in itself told the Medicine Wolf all he needed to know. All was quiet when she finally came into view, her hulking frame so much bigger than the two males before her. With a subtle glance back at Sorcier, Sen wondered if he would be intimidated or even scared by the sheer massivness that is Alias. But soon enough, his slender creme and washed out gold painted skull is turning back to the female, a warm and easy going smile creeping across his dark lips. 'Alias- it's always a pleasure; and a good day indeed.'

The words are comfortable and casual- Sen wanted to help his new companion feel better about things, for while he seemed mostly okay on the outside, there was something that had been in his gaze that made the Medicine Wolf simply want to.. heal him. Help him. Teach him. However he could. And though Alias asks him who his guest is, he gives a moment to pause, considering his words as he glances between the pair and speaks when his eyes fall upon Sorcier. 'He is a kind soul seeking a home within our own; Sorcier is his name. Sorcier- this would be Alias, War Shield and Second to Coszcotl, our Chief, or Alpha. I would be but the simple Medicine Wolf.' He dims down his own ranking, simply because it is not about him, not now. It is about the wolf before both pack wolves- the loner seeking acceptance from them. With his gaze finally returning back to Alias, his words are curious once again. 'I see hope when I look in his eye. What say you, my friend?'

Sen - Male - Eleven - Isola's Soul
Hush's Heart - Taviora Medicine Wolf
Father of Reian, Mireille, Roamin, Namira, & Calyx