I do not hesitate to take to the borders, his scent one that beckons me swiftly and with utmost attention. I note the peculiar scent of another with him, and yet the scents are heavy with the western forests of Taviora. I know the scent well, particularly considering Zeltzin's visits to Glorall; it is with her in mind that I come to my conclusion. Solaris has surely come with purpose and surely that purpose will relate to the relationship between the forests and the sea. It is something I have long considered, after all. I have yet to meet their leader formally however, though I know his family well enough thanks to my prior life in such a place. I have met with his sister multiple times though and Solaris' place among them ensures I understand they mean no harm. After all, they are a pack that has sought connections with me without political weight. That in itself is appreciated, I think.

I come upon them swiftly and without hesitation, fast to make place across from Solaris as he takes his own. I nod at his subtle greeting, my tail giving a brief wave; I am pleased to see him, after all. I do my best to remain more composed however, as my eyes soon trail towards the boy beside him. There is a sense of familiarity in the male, a certain something in his face. His eyes are white, a peculiar pale-ness I think. I observe him for a moment before I turn to Solaris again, my ear giving a flick at the boy's introduction. "So strange to imagine you without such a rank, Solaris," I jest slightly, the corner of my lip turning up in an amused grin as I eye between the pair. I suppose, then, I shall be expected to remember much of the boy (and he of me) if he is to some day become the one on Glorall's borders.

I am not surprised that Solaris moves through the motions fast, my eyes holding onto his own as he speaks of an alliance between Taviora and Glorall. I am most interested, of course, in this other information he seeks to delve into. It brings a brow to rise but I am quick to quell my desire to bypass this conversation and move onto the next. Instead, I nod simply before I turn to Alistair, my head tilting slightly in both curiosity and in observation of his lowered stature. Peculiar, really.

"Alistair," I begin, my eyes fixated on him, though I do my best to appear... nont intimidating, "what would you suppose such an alliance would entail?" I allow the question to sit for a moment before I glance back to Solaris, speaking now in our native Latin with a shrug of my shoulders. "I must be sure your... replacement is suitable, Solaris."