The dark king did not leave his pack lands often, especially now that his wife had recently brought their children into the world. Now, more than ever, he did not have any desire to leave his thickets. Yet, this outing seemed a necessary one. Though Aideen had recovered, her labor had not been a smooth one. Now, she spent most of her time taking care of their children, and Miccah wished to ease her stress just a little. Bring more of the smile that drew him to her in the first place. And for that, he needed to do something that made her happy. So, here he was, yet had no idea what to do now. Miccah knew she loved the sweet berries of this field, so maybe he could bring her a few branches. The stoic man huffed slightly in annoyance. He was no good at this stuff. He should've asked Nina on what to do for Miccah had never been the romance and flowers type.

His thoughts were broken by a familiar scent in the breeze, one that the king had not expected to scent today of all days. Curious, the man looked around and his blue gaze locked onto a familiar figure. Their previous meeting had been...pleasant enough, yet he felt like the man did not trust them fully. Miccah had no issue with this, for he didn't trust them either. He wasn't a man that trusted strangers at first meeting. However, maybe this meeting could prove useful to build...something..between their packs. Only time would tell.

"Gent," the dark king rumbled in greeting.

His words made a smirk briefly appear across his maw. It wasn't often the dark lead was in a joking mood, but today he appreciated Gent's playful words. Opening his maw to speak, his words were a deep rumble. "Something like that," Miccah responded, chuckling lightly. Clearing his throat, for it had been a while since he had attempted a friendly conversation with someone that wasn't from his pack, the king continued. "I hate these things...but she loves them." He shrugged lightly, not used to sharing such information right off the bat with a virtual stranger. But Miccah wished to seek a friendship with Gent, and that required conversation. It was true though, Aideen loved these berry bushes. The taste, the fragrance...when they were anything but Miccah's favorite. Well, his father had been telling him the truth when he had stated that a man would do anything for the woman he loved. Miccah looked at Gent, for by his words they were here for the same reason. "How is Raela?" he questioned the man before him. He hoped that her birth had been a smoother one than his wife's, but due to Gent's similar size the dark king doubted it.