A tawny ear gave a subtle flick as the first of rays of dawn began to cascade over the spectral woods and grace his cheeks with a warmth that began to stir the slumbering regal. Low grumbles sounding in the back of his throat in defiance upon being awoken. Vespertio was much too comfortable to be up and about just yet. Couldn't the sun give him just five more minutes of blissful sleep? The answer was no was the beams of lightly slowly crept higher and higher on the dark hairs of his mask until they reached his eyelids. Making it impossible to sleep any longer with the light shining in your eyes. Reluctantly the agouti man caved in to the demands of the world and arose. Stumbling a bit on sleep filled limbs to stand up and give his shedding winter coat a good shake. Salmon tongue passing over the dryness of his lips to return some of the moisture lost overnight before a mighty yawn forced them to break apart further, jaws parting to allow a whine of sorts escape its trap in the back of his throat.

He was finally up and with a swivel of his head the golden pools of his settled on the still slumbering from of his travel companion, second in command and friend. The stormy pelted man Anthem. With a low chuff he attempted to rise the larger man, going so far as to give his shoulder a solid nudge. There was business to be attended to and the sooner they could finish the sooner they could embark on the trek back home. Once Anthem began to awake, Vespertio stepped back to give him room and opted to take a glance around him for the familiar tell tail signs of pack borders. The earthy man had been in this direction before and happened to meet one of the Bend's members. A silver coated woman by the name of Zia Celencio. It was with thanks to her that he was able to recognize the thick oak scent of the pack he needed to speak to. "Come Anthem." Was his short spoken words before trotting off into the brush.

It was only when he finally reached the edge of the borders did his creamy paws come to a halt. Leaving his medium built frame a respectful distance from that invisible line. Lifting his tail just above his heels(seeing as he was but a loner of sorts when not within his own kingdom) and angling his head back towards the rising sun a beckoning howl in a baritone pitch broke the morning airwaves. Seeking the audience of both leads if the time was convenient. The time to speak upon an official alliance or not had finally come.

His call was met with an ideal swiftness as out from the landscape stalked forth the swarthy silhouette of a man. A pair of flame like orbs tucked neatly within the confines of an equally dark mask while the plush tail at his rear lifted to signal his position once dark limbs halted a couple wolf lengths away from where the duo now stood. So, this must be the lead male of Oak Tree Bend. If his posturing and scent alone wasn't enough to solidify the idea. Swiveling red tinged ears forward to catch the smooth voice that lofted from across the border. "Why have the wolves of Fallen Tree Cove called for me today?" A shift in his stance all the while keeping a neutral posture he cleared his throat before beginning his reply.

"Months ago a member of my pack by the name of Silver had asked for permission to leave with an escort by the name of Drestig. A member of your pack who spoke about a possibly alliance forming between the two packs. Myself and the ruling female at the time, Athena had given said permission as you already know. Today I, Vespertio Vuesain, would like to discuss this alliance possibility and found it time I met the other packs in the area." Pausing his words momentarily he let his golden optics shift from one dark coat to another. Settling on Anthem at his side before returning to the lead male. "This is my second, Anthem." Silence soon fell between the trio as he waited for Triell to speak, or be it Anthem that wished to add an extension to his brief introduction.  

Leathery lips fell silent as Anthem soon came to command the air between the trio gathered. A small shift of his rust tinged ear closest to the larger built man visible upon this revealed bit of information regarding an Oak Tree Bend member. The hope of this tidbit helping to sway Triell's decision in the favor of Fallen Tree Cove clinging thickly to the stormy man's words. Soon, though, the world around them was once more thrown into a silence as Anthem finished his share of the conversation. Broken then only by the voice of the Bend patriarch to speak his first piece on the matter.

Vespertio listened closely to the swarthy king speak, golden gaze glinting intuitively at the words uttered from his tongue. What did he expect of this alliance should it come to be? The tawny man pondered thoughtfully for a few long moments on the answer he wished to express. "Being such a new pack, would it not be foolish to go about creating enemies of neighbors that know the land better than we?" He pauses to allow both men present to absorb this statement before continuing. "I do not know the skills your members may possess, but I have some ideas I'd like to share. Come winter when prey is scarce I am willing to open my territory to your members for hunting as well as vise versa for my members, if you will allow it of course. Free reign to exchange one another's resources to benefit both parties if supplies can support it. I would also like to add that should my pack obtain more than what we need the excess shares go towards your pack should you need it. A gesture of good will."

Shifting his weight on all fours, his bottle brush shaped tail swung lightly at his heels. "And protection in times of danger. I am willing to offer my members to aid you in times of trouble no questions asked. I do not expect you to adhere to all of these, or any at all. I only wish to keep peace with my neighbors."