Tybalt was soon greeted by a pitch and white female, one with three tails. Tybalt’s baby blue eyes tried not to widen too much – the brute hadn’t been lucky enough to receive a mutation, but of course, there had to be negatives to it. She spoke. ”Hello, I’m Wisteria. Princess and Delta of Dawnshire, and wife to Prince Helius. What’s your name, and what do you seek?” Tybalt gave a small bow, it only seemed appropriate for a warrior like him. Especially if she was the Delta…he’d likely be training and working underneath her. ”My name is Tybalt. It is a pleasure to meet you, Wisteria.” He spoke as he arose from his bow, his baritone vocals exuding confidence, but also being respectful to her rank. ”I am looking for a home. I’ve been in Starfall for a while, and I think I would fit into Dawnshire.”

His almost fox like appearance, with white limbs and underbelly, in addition to the tipped black tail, demonstrated once again confidence in a respectful manner. He gave ample time for Wisteria to respond before he spoke once more. ”Respectfully, I believe I would be best as a Sigma here in Dawnshire, meaning I’d train under you, correct? That is, if the alpha assigns the role to me.” He paused, hesitantly awaiting a reply. Whether an approval or a denial or even a possibly, he would remain calm and collected. Tybalt’s thoughts then suddenly bounced to his cousin, Juliet. He had not seen her in ages and he wondered if she was okay. Maybe she was within Dawnshire? It definitely seemed like a place she would call home. But he brought his attention back to Wisteria. This was important too.

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