The young wolf would be very correct in assuming that soon someone would be by. If not him then likely one of his children, or maybe Sen or really any other member of Taviora. None of them were all that shy about greeting strangers it seemed. A smile broke over the large wolf’s maw though watching the bright blue eyes take in his form. He was a rather thick and large built brute. Most of him was muscle but he still had on a thick fleshy layer that made him perhaps a little more plump than others. It didn’t mean he didn’t hit like a brick wall though, or that he couldn’t run for a long time. He was a bit fat, admittedly, but one didn’t have to be ‘slim and trim’ to be the best fighter out there, even if training and being an alpha had indeed cut some of that fat back from when he had first arrived from Nahuatl. The mostly brown banner waved in a friendly manner though, held midway to show his happiness and perhaps his lack of will to assert or show his dominance to anyone. The boy certainly wasn’t going to get that act out of him any time soon either.

What was more the boy reminded him of his son now that he was close. He was nervous, his posture shrunk down slightly, and while Amoxtli didn’t act as such round Coza he knew around others he was timid and nervous just as the younger wolf in front of him was. He couldn’t help it, a fatherly smile crossed his maw as the young wolf struggled to keep eye contact seeming to have to steady his own nerves before replying.

”Nord, it is a pleasure.” The wolf spoke still giving that same fatherly smile towards the silvery wolf simply unable to contain it with how closely he acted to Amo. It was just funny to see another big strong boy such as this be so timid. Coza knew he too was shy and backwards, but never was he truly timid in his ways like these two were. To be honest the Aztec wolf wasn’t sure where his son got his nerves from. Moth was so bold and while Coza wasn’t about to assert himself he wasn’t against it either. Time would allow his son to find confidence, and hopefully training in Spirane for a season or two would do just that for him. But now was not the time to dwell on Amoxtli, though he would be sure to tell his son to meet this older boy once he returned.

The boy continued on then, stating that he wanted to join Taviora and again, in the same fashion as the alpha’s son began to say that he wasn’t very exceptional in anything. With that Coza couldn’t contain himself, a laugh came from his maw followed by a few shakes of his chocolate and cream skull his fire opal eyes landing up on the younger male once more.

”You are more than welcome to stay here, Nord and I am sure your skills will do plenty to aid us. There are always mouths to feed and wounds, however small, that can be tended to. If you are truly unsure of your skills there are more than enough friendly wolves who would enjoy nothing more than to share their secrets with a nice boy as yourself.” The brute said grinning warmly at him. ”I am certain that you will fit right in, Nord. I welcome you to Taviora.” He said standing aside so that the grey male may cross the borders and enter the lands. He surely would be right at home here.

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


COSZCOTL
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