[center][h1][color=8493ca][b]Lord Aldurin Ranold of Sevaviel[/b][/color][/h1]
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Whisper's ears pricked up as she heard her master's loud whistle and she bolted through the large cavern into the strange new place. There were many new people, many new sights, sounds, and smells. She wanted to investigate, but her master needed her and she ran for him, her soft paws barely making a sound upon the cold stones as she ran. She was happy to see her master, but she felt his anger and noticed the target it sought. A strange man, who was now being held by another new man. She didn't know either of them, there were people around that she knew, but her attention was locked upon the strange man being held. Her master's anger was infectious, causing her to raise her hackles and curl back her lips, exposing her long sharp fangs. A menacing growl rose from her chest as she watched the strange man. Poised like a bolt locked in a crossbow, awaiting her master to pull the trigger. That moment however did not arrive as another large man came storming up to them. The man shouted, it hurt her ears and caused her to flinch back slightly.

Then her master was following the large man, along with the strange man, and the one who had been holding him. Whisper followed closely at her master's side. He reached down and placed a calming hand upon her head as they walked. His touch made her relax and lower her hackles a bit, though she was still on edge. She could still feel her master's anger towards the strange man. 

Once they all entered a new room, in the strange new cavern, they all stopped. The large man leaned towards her and motioned that he wanted her to come to him. At first Whisper refused, but a slight touch from her master made her inch towards the outstretched hand. The large man simple scratched her head with his big hands, the feeling was pleasant and she could feel the man meant now harm. She allowed herself to enjoy the scratching, her large tail wagging a little bit as her hackles relaxed the remainder of the way.


Lord Aldurin listened to the King as he spoke. He himself made no move to open his mouth, this was after all, not his land, and thus had not the authority to speak. Though that would not hold grounds if the matters were more than simple insult. Which the King had easily satisfied Aldurin's need for recompense from this "Lord" Robert. So he listened, back straight, piercing gaze locked onto the king as he spoke and his thumb absently stroking the two wolf heads that made the pommel for his sword. The talk about him dishonoring his Queen, his Kingdom made him pause his thumb over the pommel, but one a split second before he continued. He was, as of right now, a wolf without his pack, and an unnecessary attack on a bear would do nothing but end his life. 

Finally the King finished speaking and dismissed them all. Aldurin tapped his side and Whisper followed him out of the room, but he stopped in the doorway and looked over his shoulder at the King [color=8493ca]"In the pack, even the Alpha male bows to the wishes of the Alpha female,"[/color] he said with a slight smirk before continuing out. His black cape trailing behind him, and Whisper his silent grey shadow.

A ways away from the Kings chambers Aldurin caught up to Prince Rowan. [color=8493ca]"It's nice to know there are true men around who know the value of respect,"[/color] he said as he came up to the Prince's side. [color=8493ca]"I feel I need to thank you for your support with that 'Rat Lord'. Though I do hope you're not so quick to draw steel where my Queen is concerned."[/color] Aldurin added with a small smile, that made him look like a wolf about to devour a fawn. Especially with his piercing eyes looking at the prince as they walked. The statement was part joke, but hinted with truth and question. This Prince was an unknown Omega attempting to join his pack, and he must always be wary of any potential threats, especially to the young.