Navarre is patient as he waits for the alpha huntress to approach him. Though he had already taken the opportunity of the time to himself to scout out a suitable den for himself and his mate, the great black wolf resisted the urge to mark the territory as his own. At least just yet.

The slate and black huntress that comes down from the mountain high now is just as he expected an alpha of the mountains. She is tall, and regal with eyes of brilliant intensity. She keeps her head high as she addresses him and despite his inner dragga the dark black male dips his own head respectfully before bringing his own intense golden gaze up to meet hers. "Greetings Nymeria. I am Navarre." he begins, letting his husky monotone voice trail off for a moment as he turns his gaze towards the horizon to the west. "I have come from a land far to the west of here, beyond the great waters but I will not bore you with the details why." he adds with a rougish grin. That story was far to detailed and time consuming. Hell he had only really told one person about that. Zarah. Immediately his mind wanders to the red and cream companion he had taken when first he arrived in these parts. It had been many seasons since he had seen her last. Truthfully he had gotten sidetracked. Leilani was a good sidetrack though and while he felt guilty for all but abandoning Zarah... he could not control his heart and well, Leilani held it and he hers.

Shaking his head to rid the thoughts of the past from his current predicament, the black brute gives his fur a quick shake before continuing. "I have come to your mountains to seek a life with my mate. I believe you will find me to be a proactive packmate and a loyal wolf. I have already taken up the tasks you laid ahead of your rumblehorn and am currently tutoring Citlalli, a young shewolf from Taviora but the only to answer my call." he said, pausing once more to turn his gaze back to the slate colored Bewilderbeast. "I trust you approve?" he inquires, black tipped ears trained upon her expectantly.