Eight - Mistletoe's Beloved - Glorall
Father of Levi, Enya, and Ravenna

They had come finally, his children, into this new home that would be their haven. He'd make damn sure that no one ever touched a hair on their head or else they'd feel his claws and teeth ripping through them. Time had flown swiftly since he had met Mistletoe and he had changed considerably. Before her he was a creature of savagery, knowing only the need to survive. He was well built with his stocky figure and broad shoulders. Maybe he wasn't as tall as some of the wolves of this place but he was built to pack a punch and with his penchant for viciousness, if ever pressed, he would destroy whatever was in his path.

He had left Mistletoe with the children for a while because he needed to begin his path to maintaining a safe Glorall. First he needed to speak with Tesseract about assigning him a task. He would plan for whatever needed to be done. Honestly he hadn't felt a sense of worry since coming to this seaside pack. It had eased some of his burden to know that Mistletoe was safely ensconced within the borders; no wolf had bothered them, not that he was the friendliest of sorts.

A spring breeze ruffled his overlong russet fur, a leftover from his winter coat, and he padded through any shade offered in his search of Tesseract. The male had impressed Warlow with his manners upon their initial meeting and had elicited no sense of protectiveness from Warlow when it came to his mate. Sometimes he could be overbearing with such emotions but that is simply who he was. Possessive, strong, protective.

The white figure catches his eye as he slips from the shade of overhanging rocks against the shoreline and pads through the surf towards him. "Tesseract," he says to draw his attention. Yellow-brown eyes look into those of his alphas as he stops a few feet from the male. "They have come." Random way to start the conversation but he'd get there eventually; he actually grinned at the male as he said it and felt a sense of pride. "Thank you for allowing us to stay here. I think it is time that I begin to earn my keep, don't you?"

(I'd like for Warlow to be set on the path to becoming a thief please! )