I merely watch them at a distance for some time, watching as they... play among one another. They dash about, batting at one another with their paws. It is a strange thing. I do not see the purpose within their actions. Still, they are coming here. There intentions are clear now - they intend to come to the borders of Glorall. It is with that certainty that I finally make my move. From the shrubs, I finally move after having stretched my legs out. It takes me several minutes to truly arrive, wrapping around the landscape and approaching from their right side, careful to not alert them of my presence until I am close enough to truly taste their scents.

"The day I was born was the day I thought that."

I cut his words off almost, my voice as dry as ever as I pause several feet short of them. My tail arches behind me, my legs tall and rigged, bearing what little remains of my scars. I do not expect there to be a conflict and yet, one must always be prepared. I cannot say I know their intentions entirely. They have merely come. Perhaps they expect some grand tour, taking our relations for granted. It is not that I despise that relationship... I merely question it. I do not think Solaris would have a petty reason to reject his heritage so much so. If this male, this white one, is an heir, then he must be just as absorbed into their beliefs. I watch between the two, however, always watchful for some indication of their intentions.

"What do I owe... the pleasure?"

I have been quiet for long enough and now I speak, my eyes focusing more so on Achilles. He is, after all, undoubtedly the one here with the most to gain or lose.