It was not the eureka moment he had first envisioned. In fact, there was hardly anything miraculous about it, the stones before him still very much appearing as stones despite his efforts to test the durability of varying rock surfaces, his attempts to break either of the rocks having resulted in little more than his own chipped front nail. For a moment the golden wolf merely eyes his broken nail, dark eyes narrowed in contemplation, curious now as to the materials that make up a wolf claw in comparison to a stone and how better to experiment the limitations of claw strength when his thoughts are interrupted by the call of his Queen, the Hand allowing his ears to swivel atop his skull, placing his rocks neatly within his half of the den before moving to step out and into the sun, dark eyes readily falling upon the larger more swollen sides of his grey-hued Queen this day, evident interest reflected within those fathomless dark pools that make up his gaze.

“Remarkable! It would seem that you too have evidently decided to better fulfil the duties of your rank and provide Spirane with an heir thus further cementing your position and the hold of your bloodline upon this land. I approve of your choices and congratulate you on your desire to procreate for the good of our pack.”

Well- at least he was congratulating her, in one way or another, even if only from a purely strategic point of you. After all, any secure lineage required the production of an heir to further advance the bloodline and to assure the pack passed from the capable paws of one to another, the Angels of Diveen perhaps the most successful in employing this technique of blood ties and yet indeed it had served them well thus far. The stocky male moved to shift forward once more, offering his Queen a more standard greeting now, head dipping in something akin to a bow that possessed perhaps far more grandeur then was actually needed before the gleaming gold and copper creature moved to seat himself before her now.

It is not often Dany seeks his counsel directly and yet this hardly means that the boy has done anything less then maintain a continued working knowledge of current pack affrais and political agendas, his mind forever seeking and craving this sort of information, finding ready fascination in a continued desire to learn and expend his ever broadening horizons after very nearly giving up hope that his own son may have been given to follow within his footsteps in the endless pursuit of knowledge. In fact, Galileo seemed entirely determined to search for a pack Pan is not given to believe is not actually within existence and had long since grown tired of the boys continued questions that possessed no actual scientific thought or hypothesis. Pandora, at least, held something of a scientific mind, Pan assured that far more of his own genetic material must have been passed into his daughter as opposed to his son. Niviaq perhaps, was to blamed for the boys lack of scientific inquest. It was a travesty really and yet Niviaq never did seem to want to discuss their sons lacking intelligence. For now however he allows thoughts of his own children to be removed, focusing instead entirely upon the female before him, waiting with clear eagerness to be offered a question, challenge or puzzle to engage his mind with, the wolfess yet to actually speak it as his own features merely frown.

“Do you actually intend to state the question or were you merely proposing a situation in which I might be somehow required to attempt to guess the matter upon which you desire my counsel? By my own predictions this may very well take several hours of my guessing before an adequate answer can be produced and as such, your Highness, I merely recommend you announcing the topic upon which you request my insight as this will provide for a much smother transaction. Also it should be noted I enjoy your use of the title of ‘friend’ as this adds a familiarity of sorts that makes myself more inclined to think of you in a positive light and I recommend you offer such pleasantries to others in the pack. Alright- go ahead.”

Well…….at least he wasn’t totally impolite and really, are not the cleverest minds amongst us often the most…unique? This golden lips merely pull into a beaming grin as he regards her now, waiting to hear her concerns.