He smiled, using some of the gutteral, throaty language of Blitzkrieg's tribe.<br/><br/>"Heil, gutentag, mein fuhrer..." he mumbled, always being sure to mind his manners and etiquette around elders and generals, of which he was both. "I come with a Hume reprentative to assure you that you are not the only of the warren reporting attack. Every village has experienced the attacks in unison, including within the walls of home...we believe their to be an outside threat, a hidden clan living beyond the southern borders of the Warren..toward the jungle" he spoke softly, maintaining contact with the remaining fiery orange eye of the hyane fuhrer.<br/><br/>"We come to ensure attacks are not made. We have visited the kyote and make journey for the Hase clans when we have finished our business here. We hope to ensure peace remains and that we possibly gather a representative investigatory member of each clan to send party into the south and find who or what this possible threat may be..."...<br/><br/>He locked eyes with the old yet still highly virile and energetic lord. The old creature was one of few still living that had witnessed raschen's abilities that day when he was still a cub. He hoped to keep such things out of the subject.