There is a clear and certain pleasure in the golden male as he seats himself almost atop his Alphess in this moment, his mind relishing to share it’s knowledge, her look of intrigue all the praise he truly desires as he very near absorbs her interest and curiosity with each carefully placed word her offers. His speech comes in a rush, a blur of words with very little pause that spills like rapid fire form his lips as if he fears his mouth cannot keep up with the thoughts of his mind and perhaps it cannot. He is a cunning thing, clever- downright brilliant perhaps and his mind is awash with the political intrigue of the day, delighting in each and every action within each and every pack that allows his mind to fixate on it’s single job. He was born to advise, to gather information, to sort, process and deliver it in this fashion. His work is his reward, his mind seeking thrill and wonder from the very role in which it functions and indeed though perhaps his Mother never understood him, his Father never encouraged his academic pursuits there seems to be little that has ever held back the male. He had long since pushed thoughts of his parents discouragement from his mind, longer still pushed away any thoughts of wrongdoing or desire to leader a pack he had once held claim too by blood- accepted the rule of Angels if only because his mind held an utter fascination for them. Some part of him would remain forever the rightful heir to Trenus and yet- Trenus no longer existed and with its destruction, so too had fled any truly burning desire to command the land built upon it. Alpha blood does not sit quietly and yet he Alphaship is the only rung upon his ladder not yet climbed, a rung to which will afford him not greater privilages then those which he enjoys now and as such, by his calculation there was no scientific need to be higher. He had stood for Diveen so that he might have to correct and full information- information brought to his Queen in these moments before that which he had learned from Isola, Kane, Hyrule, Guardian and so many others throughout the years is placed in order and delivered.

That his Queen understand the law of Angels as offered by him brings a ready grin to his features now, a dashing and brilliant look as it always had been, golden features aglow atop the mountain- that she was willing to heed his advice and attempt to continue an friendship that had spanned three generations was met with a curt and suitable nod- for his is a businessman at his core and is given to appreciate when business is occurring. Emotions never truly delighted the male, nor did he ever profess to understand them in any great capacity.

“This is a good and reasonable plan and I deduce it will prove fruitful and successful, Mountainborne and Angel having long held companionship and harmony and if it can be continued I hold great faith an such allyship. Whomever would seek to come against it is a poor study of statistics.”

He remembers well the press of Purge against the mountains, so far the only creature whom had ever managed to enrage both Angel and Mountain wolf and as such her demise had been swift and fast, Pan holding a great fascination in the study of this relationship, in the schematics of ally-ship and the gathering and pooling of resources. Some part of his mind, to, had perhaps acknowledge that in some regards, emotion- a friendship based on so many years of comradery was a….potent thing and any wolf whom would dare come against two families once more would be a truly thick-headed one. Odds are not in that wolf’s favour. She asks then of Glorall and Pan brightens once more at the prospect of further offering his thoughts, strange black eyes reaching his Queen once more.

“I cannot prove with conclusive evidence that Eden of Glorall is an Angel and yet if we are to gather the facts together I do belive my hypothesis has a ninety six percent chance of being correct in this regard. I believe him to be a non-traditional Angel and yet an Angel no less. I cannot prove it wholly nor can I offer you his parentage but he was born in Diveen, his appearance is of Angelic origin, when he visited Spirane as a child he came with Solaris, the son of Isola and Kane. They treat him, from what I can see, as family and I believe he is. If you require proof of this I will endeavour to gather it.”

He is loath to offer anything other then the most complete form of information and yet while he can prove nothing wholly in this regard he is assured enough of his position to believe himself correct based upon the logic of his own information, continuing once more at the request of his Queen.

“There is little be said on Glorall for little has occurred within it since Tesseract was usurped. To my knowledge Glorall is aligned with no pack, nor are they declared enemies with any pack- they are neutral in all regards, their numbers seem stable though not overly large they are not overly small either. I would recommend caution in your dealings with Glorall, if only because Eden has shown preference for nothing and it is a rare wolf indeed whom shows no preference if you understand what I am saying in this moment. It is a cunning wolf that would seek to appear entirely neutral. I believe Eden conceals much, I believe him to be clever and respected for that yet I have no outward reason as to why an alliance with such a pack could not be facilitated if it is mutually beneficial, remember only that your own pack is rich in resource- the most powerful now, with Covet’s occupation of Diveen and Ambrosia abandoned rule and you would be wise to remember that others may seek to take more from you because of it.”

He has faith in his Queen, for she is a confident and bold ruler, a popular ruler for this reason and yet he offers his cautions all the same. Others are forgetful of mind and of this he is aware, seeking to remind her as such.

“Perhaps we shall speak now of Asteraia?”