I am of the same mind as my Queen, I do not agree with this nonsence of imprinting, though I had not watched over the dieing pair as she had, I move of the same motions as she does. I am a bourn body-guard, I do not ask questions, I do not care. I only think. I only react. If she wishes me within a different position, fine. But I have choosen this rank. If it is not in her list of ranks, her problem not mine. She best make one then. I will listen to her, though we are not of this bonded thing and I do not see her as my mate, she is more. She is a queen, she is mine and I shall make sure that she stays where she is. At the top. If this Snowhair shows herself at this meeting I will be sure to put her in her place, if my Queen wishes it. I would slit the little wolfess's throat and watch the blood pour onto the ground, next to her alphas.

Death. It is a constant. Had the snowy female not died of her wounds she would have died of old age, death was something I knew all to well and though my Queen feels the need to let the world know of her sorrow and apologetic nature, I am ridged as I stand not far from her. I do not know the old alphess, only her mate. And even he I had only met once when Alice had dragged us all here to live over the winter. Thinking me uncapable of caring for our rag-tag band of misfits. Whatever the case, I brush it off and move to stand closer to my Queen but still giving her some space, I am behind her and would remain here as long as she needed me to be. She speaks to the dead bodies, I am curious as to why she asks for their bodies to be burried. From what I know, both alpha's where barely there for their pack besides when someone came calling for their place at the head of the metaphorical table.

But she asks of us, and I will do this. Atleast for her. I move from behind to the edge and grab a rock of a sizable nature, big enough that it barely fits in my mouth and the muscles of my jaw and neck must bulge and work to get it up into the air before I move to place it near the bodies, let the others clean them, then they may place my stone, I turn around and move back to stand behind my Queen.

"Deus, et Pater noster,
Partum perducat ad potentiam,
Providentia regit nostros,
praeceptum tuum et in pulverem reverteris.

Domine, non qui habitant coram te,
vita mutatur, non in finem.
Spes orem generis
cumque cognatis et amicis,
et pro omnibus mortuus est, ut tu solus cognovisti.

Una cum Christo,
Qui fuit mortuus et vivit,
ut gaudeant in regnis suis,
ubi omnia lacrimis terguntur.
Congregatis unionem in una familia,
tuis laudem te in saecula saeculorum et.

Amen"

Though I have a deep voice, it is some what soft as I recite the Prayer of Death. Many of those that are present will probably not know what it is I say, those that do will understand who it is for, and so I fall silent as I stand behind her, my manly form smelling of female, though it appears as if I am a man, perhaps others will find out soon enough, but for now. Let them question.

"talks like this"

Skully - Nine - No mate - No bond - Spirane - Fighter - appearence - 40in/202lbs