He watched the other male for a time, taking in his expressions, his movements anything that could potentially betray any underlying reason for his visit. Really he wasn’t too worried; ones wishing to harm his lands generally had a way of making sure he knew about it long before now. Coza’s almost full brown banner gave a light wave, a smile set on his maw though in his mind he was focused on the task at hand. He perhaps was a bit on edge with all the changes in Moladion going on, well, really, just the one large one that effected his pack more than any other. Or at least he so believed. The changed leadership in Spirane as well as the continuous onslaught of attacks from Tobias certainly did not give the Tavioran Alpha much peace. Still though he could not judge other wolves based on this, he refused to give them a plate that was not blank simply because of some other underlying factors.

The Aztec brute watches as his own movements mirrored his own, a smile a wave of the tail, all that was needed in order for Coza to put his clouded thoughts to rest. The otherthing he could tell was that he would be needing a shorted name. He found that mostly everyone from his Moladion had issues with saying his full birth name, Coszcotl, it appeared this wolf was no different well that was an easy thing to correct for almost no one called him by his true name, not even his Moth, not that he cared. The brute dodged his name in a less than skillful manner, and gave his purpose to coming to Taviora, a home? Was he set or just another wanderer like so many before him. Not that he cared either way. He was simply happy that so many wished to see his beautiful forest home.

”Coza is fine.” The brute told him with a bit of a chuckle giving the brute a slight smirk of amusement, his sunset eyes bright. ”Well Attu, you smell of many places, mostly of Spirane and I will be most happy to show you around Taviora if that what you are wishing.” The brute said gesturing with his brown and cream head into his pack. His tail still waved and his gaze reset back onto the dark brown male’s bright teal eyes.

”I am being curious though, I is knowing that you said you were lookin for ahome, but what drew you to my forest?” It was simply a question of curiosity. He didn’t think this wolf was out to harm him, but he still wished to know why so many came to him. Did his name precede him or did others in the lands also speak highly of this beautiful forest pack.

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


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