Private Roleplay The perfect part about it is that it's all that i've got

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Briar had mentioned when she came home, that she'd brought her brothers and a healer, so Altair took it upon himself to seek the brothers out, for once being out during the day, seeking out the scents that drifted on the winds once in a while, to find those who's scents lingered on Briar herself.

He moved like a shadow in the fog that held heavy over the territory, seeming to never lift, and with the persistent darkness, it wasn't hard for him to hide. Moving downwind from the Briar Fangs he'd been visiting recently to map them out, make sure they were safe enough to be lived in if someone took interest in those fang like peaks.

Now, he moved through, tracking Briar's eldest brother, stalking through the fog like a cat ready to pounce, all that was visible was the brief light that filtered through the clouds catching on the yellow dye on his chest and forehead. Eyes fixated on a figure moving through the fog, he could tell it was one of Briar's siblings, he had the same shades of reds as her, but he was not his Lady of Ignis.

Carefully, Altair came to circle around into the wolfs path, standing up, fog swirling around him in his movements.

You must be one of Briar's brothers,

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Altair

He too moved through the fog, but more like a brute than a shadow. He didn't lumber but he didn't stalk, he simply walked with his proud gait through the territory, not like he owned the place, but not timidly either. Cedar didn't cower.

He felt eyes upon him after a while and he stopped. He couldn't tell where they were coming from but he sniffed at the air, the breeze rolled in the scents of charred wood, dew ad lichen that had a bite to it. Suddenly another wolf came, circling around to stand in front of him and spoke. You must be one of Briar's brothers, Cedar chuckled and nodded.

The wolf was large like himself, so he didn't have to bend, kneel, or look down. He was able to look right ahead and it was a relief from the smaller wolves he'd been running into and spending time with. I am Cedar, He introduced with a dip of his head, You must be Altair... He said, letting his words pull at the end like strings.

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Altair let the name settle between them for a moment, his pale gaze sweeping over Cedar with measured interest. Briar had spoken of her brothers, but words rarely did justice to presence—and Cedar carried himself with the kind of quiet confidence Altair could respect.

A slow smile pulled at his muzzle as he inclined his head in return, though there was something assessing in the gesture, something deliberate.

I am. His voice came low and even, smooth as the fog curling around their legs.

He held Cedar’s stare for a beat longer before his tail gave a slow flick behind him.

Briar speaks of her family often enough that I’d have recognized the resemblance even through all this. His gaze drifted briefly to the crimson shades woven through Cedar’s coat, then returned to his face. Though I’ll admit, I expected more hostility from an elder brother finding his sister in another wolf’s territory.

There was the faintest edge of amusement there, subtle but intentional, as he took a step closer—not threatening, simply closing the distance enough to make clear he would not shrink back.

Still, if she trusts you enough to bring you here, then you’re welcome. He tipped his head slightly, studying him anew. Tell me, Cedar—should I be preparing for an interrogation, or is Briar’s judgment enough to spare me that particular trial?

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Altair

He said that he was Altair and Cedar dipped his head respectfully to the man. Briar speaks of her family often enough that I’d have recognized the resemblance even through all this. Though I’ll admit, I expected more hostility from an elder brother finding his sister in another wolf’s territory. Cedar bristled a little as if insulted but continued to stay settled and still, calm and collected, he watched as the other took another step and the crimson man blinked at him as he spoke once more.

Still, if she trusts you enough to bring you here, then you’re welcome. Tell me, Cedar—should I be preparing for an interrogation, or is Briar’s judgment enough to spare me that particular trial? The red male chuckled and rolled his shoulders back, a smile on his maw of slight amusement.

Briar is her own woman, I can protect her but she doesn't need it. He stared and chuckled, dipping his head again before settling down on his haunches elegantly. Her judgement is enough, if she feels like this is a good place, with you, than I cannot argue... The male curled a large bushy tail around his hips and placed it on his paws, I assume there are things you'd like to ask me? He tilted his head upwards a little as he waited the others next words.

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Altair watched Cedar settle with the same calm composure he’d carried since stepping into the territory, and for a moment the dusky wolf simply regarded him in silence. There was something grounding about the other wolf’s presence—steady, confident without needing to prove it.

A faint smirk tugged at the corner of Altair’s muzzle at the mention of Briar being her own woman.

That sounds like her. His voice was smooth and quiet, touched with restrained amusement. Stubborn enough to make concern feel insulting.

His pale gaze drifted briefly toward the distant treeline before returning to Cedar again, sharper now, more thoughtful than guarded.

You’re right though. I don’t think Briar would stay anywhere she truly didn’t want to be.

The words came easier than he expected.

Altair shifted slightly where he stood before lowering himself onto his haunches across from Cedar, his tail curling loosely around his paws. The posture lacked hostility entirely now, though the careful attentiveness never left him.

There are things I’d like to ask. He admitted after a beat. Mostly because anyone important to Briar becomes worth knowing to me.

A pause followed, quieter this time.

So, Cedar. Do you have interest, Staying here in Aetheria? Or are you here as guest for Briar? I ask, because i am open to offering ranks, to those who help me build the kingdom. and those in relation to lady of ignis,

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Cedar chuckled at the comment about Briar, he wasn't wrong there, and when he mentioned that he felt Cedar was right the male smirked, he did know his siblings. Or at least once upon a time he did. Briar would not be anywhere she didn't want to be and Altair was right about the too. He watched at the male shifted slightly on his paws and settled down on his haunches, lower to the ground than before, and watched as the hostility vanished, though still attentive and careful.

He mentioned he had a few things he wanted to ask of Cedar and the male tilted his head slightly as if saying "go on", and there was a small pause before words came once more, So, Cedar. Do you have interest, Staying here in Aetheria? Or are you here as guest for Briar? I ask, because i am open to offering ranks, to those who help me build the kingdom. and those in relation to lady of ignis, He asked of the warrior and Cedar smirked.

I do, If Briar is to stay here than so am I, I follow her lead as a good warrior would their queen... He chuckled, bowing a little as if Bowing to Briars name. He flicked his eyes up from his bowed position and smiled fondly at Altair as if he were looking at his sister herself.