He was curious about this little meeting. What one year old went pack to pack talking to the alphas? It seemed such a grown up thing to do, and it was already an anomaly to begin with that he imprinted on her at all, though he guessed it also wasn’t unheard of. There was no mistaking it though they were imprints. The labyrinth of actual feelings and thoughts he was having were enough to tell him that considering usually he felt rather… empty. Logical was probably how he would nicely put himself. Fake would be how others would describe him. He wondered if she could tell, if she knew even, how empty he was of any good emotions inside. She was clearly not really an emotional wolf herself, that much he could tell with the cool interaction he had observed thus far. Most puppies her age were still barely capable of holding still, let alone holding political conversations with alphas.

Though it seemed the political talks were indeed interrupted by him. Pine quickly took up his offer with all the normal enthusiasm she had before bowing out, though her answer was what he guessed would have been humorous if he had the ability to really laugh at jokes. Still it wasn’t like he minded. She was a busy lady she had puppies now to take care of, full of energy and crazy as they were too. The future heirs to her land. He was sure she had her hands full and he didn’t care one bit that she was heading off to do, whatever she was going to do, and left him with her. He smiled bowing his head as she departed.

Once the fox-like moor queen was gone, his attention went to the small girl then. He stood over her, though not by too terribly much, even though she was younger, perhaps a tell tale sign she would be taller than he was one day, but currently both of them were even shorter than Pine, which, well, said a lot for their sizes. The girl was formal even with him, she gave her name, which he hadn’t heard spoken directly to him just yet, Mara Sov, an interesting name, and she even went as far to say it was a pleasure to meet him. Part of the grey-blue male wondered if it would remain as such over the years, or if she would eventually feel his self-serving-ness inside him. A worry to be sure, something he might try to figure out today if possible.

”A pleasure indeed. Forgive me for not approaching you sooner, I was simply taken aback by everything going on all the.. changes inside myself..” He said and it was the truth. He wanted to see more first but he quickly found out he was not learning much at a distance. His eyes locked onto her, moving over her and it could almost look hungirly, though if she did spot it it was more for information than keeping her for himself.

She asked then if she could hear more about himself, even smiling so slightly seeming to melt away some of the tension inside him, or herself. She stretched herself out placing herself at his side and he liked the way it felt having someone close, traveling next to him, in such a manner. It made him feel stronger, though part of him was unsure if it was because she was his imprint or if it was just the act itself of having someone moving next to him. He took a step forward at that, a grin setting onto his maw, his tail waving out behind him, all pleasureable, but this time, not so much an act as it usually would have been. A strange feeling indeed, yet soon as he took his first steps further into the moorland pack he spoke. ”Well I was born and raised here, if you could call my upbringing raised. Honestly I am a pretty boring fellow! I am trying to become Pine’s lead warrior, but lacking a teacher. She found one for me but we didn’t really click if you know what I am saying.” He admitted to her, ”I have a large family, though they all seem to hate each other or be gone it feels like, but I still try to pull the parts I can together.” He muses lightly looking up at the sky and moving his head side to side in a slow shake. ”No repairing the damage done by my parents easily though.” He wasn’t sure if he wanted to say exactly who his parents were. They didn’t exactly have good reputations with Taviora’s wolves.

”And you? Certainly your life is more interesting if you are out here doing diplomatic talks with alpha’s at your age.” He says now smiling at her again, leading her further into the pack, though really to nowhere in particular, just enjoying the sites.