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this is what salvation must be like after a while
Alistair was nothing if not observant, and caught the jest between the two easily even if he could not hear the intonation of the words spoken. He had straightened himself from his submissive posture, although it had made him more comfortable he supposed that it was not necessarily a good thing in this situation. He looked between them both, choosing to hold his tongue for the time being. The alpha of Glorall made him slightly uncomfortable, he seemed a little bit... intense. If anything, he was glad that this was not a solo mission and that Solaris, a close friend of Eden's, was here. It made things a little less tense in his mind.
Although when he was called upon he felt his heart begin to hammer in his chest. He hadn't prepared for, well, creating the terms of this alliance. Alistair, what would you suppose such an alliance would entail? The words echoed in his head and he swallowed, trying not to let the nervousness show on his face. Trying to push aside the anxiety was nearly impossible, but he would have to do it. He would not fail Solaris or Taviora on this day. How hard could it be- he was not stupid, after all. Go ahead, Alistair, what would you propose? There was silence for a moment before Eden and Solaris conversed in a tongue that Alistair was unfamiliar with. It was hard enough to read lips in his native tongue, though he desired to learn Latin, which was likely what they were speaking.
He would have to ask Solaris to teach him the Angelic language but for now he cleared his throat and concentrated on the task at hand. He didn't know what they had said about him, perhaps it was something bad, but he couldn't be concerned about that now. There were things to do, other things, important things. And he was stalling. Deciding to get over himself, he spoke.
"Well, peace between our packs, for one." He started, monotone voice full of the confidence that was absent from any other part of him. "Aid from each other in times of trouble, should they ever come. I suppose this would entail the sharing of warriors, hunters, and healers, should either of us be short on protection, food, or healing paws." He finished, then, looking between them both and hoping that he hadn't been completely on the wrong track.
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