Treyah's words meant much to him. If she really needed him this much already then Garmir had a real purpose in a pack - and as long as he had purpose, he would gladly perform it. That playful poke on his cheek brought a grin on his face and he let out playful murmur in protest. Garmir did not thruly care for ranks of hierarchy. He'd never seen himself as the lowest but now that she offered to make it official, to give him actual place in the pack, the earthen male felt so proud of himself - and so grateful for her noticing him. "Thank you... I will make the choice soon."

He walked with her for another moment, trying to think how to approach the subject of Maera and Kerberos trying to slaughter each other just moments prior. He had just made her smile just a bit and brought some joy into her when he had to bring rest of the news to her. He opened his maw to speak just as Draven's call suddenly reached them through the night. Garmir already knew what it was and his ears sank low. Threyah was again filled with worry and she hastily requested him to run back to the Den and protect the young. He would have wanted to go with her, but her wish was his command and Garmir bowed his head to her quickly before turning his heading back to where they came from. Before they parted, he told her. "Please be careful."