The male had kept an moderate approach during the festivities. He ate some, but just enough to appear courteous towards the hosts tonight. After all, being asked why he'd ate so little, or why he'd ate so much, could be quite disastrous to the appearance the male had wanted to make. He'd sure was the biggest male in the pack at this moment, which made this task particularly tricky to accomplish, but by the time he'd mingled with the others it seemed that he'd succeeded at it.

As for the mingling, sadly the dark male wasn't particularly good at that. At least that's what he'd was critically thinking of himself, getting slightly tense about every word he'd deemed as one he'd could replace to phrase something differently. It was probably fair to say that the male wasn't really good at social setting that involved mostly - well, at least for now - strangers. In all honesty, the man was especially blind towards how smooth he'd could be even if he'd hated the moment. Perhaps that had been why the male had tried to gravitate towards the outside of the gathering, as the time passed. But he'd wouldn't be himself for doing it in a straightforward, barbaric way like just simply going in a straight line out of the circle. No, Blackmoore had to play the mister 'I'am Proper' and take a circuitous way that took longer but was less noticeable.

At least that's what the male have hoped it would have looked like. But apparently just as the male had settled on the outside, he had noticed a figure coming in his way. Considering all the expose that the woman had just got, there was no possibility for not recognizing the new Consul. Perhaps Enoki would say the same about him, a new Guardian, but the male wasn't going to ask anything even remotely close to it. Despite that, Enoki had been an enigma to the male, who have been just for barely over a year in these parts of the world. Neither he had an ear (or rather something else) with the female lead to learn anything about the woman. For now, Blackmoore knew only what have been said during the meeting. Which in all honesty, wasn't a lot to go with.

Despite that, Blackmoore have gave a slightly enigmatic gaze towards the woman as she'd was closing towards him. Perhaps he'd could be seen like a deer caught in headlights of an incoming car - unable to dodge it and move away from it's path. But in truth the male had indulged in a quick analysis which pretty quickly ended in a conclusion that the woman before him had to be part of the ridge before. That alone, aside from the rank and age, should be enough to stop anyone from trying to dodge her - no matter how tired they would be thanks for the 'party'. The male had gave the woman an respectful nod as she'd come to him at last. "That would be correct, m'lady." The dark male had replied, with a feint smile. "How am I can be of help?"

It seemed that Mr. Proper haven't left the building. Yet.

She smiled before responding to his polite words. It had been a warm smile, amused one if he'd got to be the judge. Either way, Blackmoore have hoped he'd been respectful towards the Consul, and as it turned out - an ex leader as well. That is if he'd understood her properly, as the woman told him that she'd been just hoping for a talk, nothing else. "I do." He'd begun after a moment, beginning his answer with a small, prudent but yet confident smile. After all, the man tackled the coyotes for the past months - thus he'd shouldn't fear a simple conversation with someone like her. Especially someone like her, someone who could perhaps also enlighten him about how the things were before as he was genuinely curious. "And that would be my pleasure," A small respectful nod, a bow almost followed his words as he continued. "I'm not sure though how helpful I might be, considering that I have came here 'with the coyotes' so to speak." A soft chuckle escaped him, as the man admitted to the wrongdoing of being somewhere else all this time before. Proverbially of course, not literally.

The man smiled as he'd heard her last question. "I do believe we haven't been formally introduced yet. Let me correct that mistake then." He'd spoke lightly as the man tipped the non-existing hat off towards the woman. "My full name is Northcrest. Blackmoore Northcrest."

He might have been shaken by the attention but surely he was not stirred.

The mention about that Ridge have been lucky having him, had pinched the dark male inside slightly. In a way, he'd never done well with a praise to begin with - but also he'd knew the truth. That something, or rather someone, had been the reason for his arrival. In a way he'd felt like a criminal for trying to use the current situation for his own advantage... But he'd quickly returned to the right path with a reminder that were there coyotes or not, he'd would be still working hard for recognition. Even if he'd wasn't having such well formulated goals in his mind to begin with... "I don't know about the luck but in case of oddity I wouldn't named it so." The man responded with a soft tune of somberness under the cryptic exterior in which he'd dressed his thought. He might have been onto something with this, but even if - the man himself wasn't sure yet nor had grasped the incessant thought firmly enough to follow through at this time...

A little later, Blackmoore had gave a polite nod instead of an reply as the Consul spoke once more. At least for the first part, as the male reflected upon the fact he'd haven't been for long enough in this part of the world to have any serious familiarity with the Archers. One could say that despite the past few months he'd already spent with the pack, the most of his knowledge had been limited down to what had Ravenna told him soon before last winter. "The pleasure is mine," He'd stated, as the man struggled inside about the fact he'd been quite an alien here. Considering how little he'd knew that is... "however I'm afraid that this doesn't tell me a lot. Not only I've been here shortly, but I have arrived in these lands only a few months before the last winter..." 

One does not simply stops being sincere it seemed...