He watched the black fem, a warm smile still on his cream maw and his dark brown tail giving a few waves as she seemed to take in the darkened forest that was his home. She seemed content in these moments as if she was happy that she had come here. He was happy too, though he wasn’t sure if the scarred fem would have hurt her, but Coszcotl wasn’t going to take chances. Really he wished that the white browed fem would have accepted his invitation, it certainly seemed as if she had had some wrongs done to her in the past. He wished he could help ease her worries, but he could only do so much for others, and he wasn’t going to take her unwillingly.

Coza stood still waiting for her to join him, take in the lands, his fiery eyes set on her teal ones. She seemed nervous about all the strange scents, Coza’s pack was still growing with few native members. Unlike most packs he had few children born to the lands, the very first ones born were his own. It never occurred to him that way before now and it seemed right that his only children were the first native born Taviorans. The only other pup to be born to Taviora that same season was Amaterasu’s boy Lockeraine. His tail waved lightly though it paused at her thoughtful sound. It seemed perhaps she may have figured out that he was indeed the alpha of these lands as well.

He paused waiting for her judgement of the lands. Would she be happy? He, of course, had no idea how the lands felt familiar and homey to the balck wolfess, how she felt happy to be accepted into a large family that would all protect her and keep her safe for as long as they lived. Coza would die for any one of his members if it came down to it. His tail gave a few waves as she asked about learning more and Coza was more than willing to supply any answers she wanted.

”Well, my pack is quickly growing; we all is wanting the same thing peace and quiet. Taviora is only pack that has pacts or ally with all others of Moladion.” He wasn’t sure what she wanted to know otherwise. Taviora was a peaceful home with kind members. The few that were brash were not mean at the very least, just short perhaps. ”What else that you is wanting to know, Miss Kamerisu?” He asked his tone nothing but open and friendly, he was willing to lead her in deeper into the territory if she wanted as well. For now though he would answer any question that she wished to have answered about his home.

"Speaking English."
"Tlahtoa Nahuatl""Speaking Nahuatl"


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