Hekhem's smile broke up in a vicious grin. It was clear that he had made an impression on both of the alphas. As long as held to the back row of the pack he would have a protected home for at least some months, until they got themselves killed in some frenzy or other. But by then he would be ready to move on.<br/><br/>"You are indeed right, Alpha-Dax. I am old and wise." He lowered his head in a slight bow as he presented himself. "I am Hekhem ibn Djaf, chosen by the old gods to recieve this gift. I came originally from the Lands of Khemet, but my travels have brought me far and wide. I have just entered my sixth century of war and am now ready to enter a century of the pack. As for my usefulness, I have been tracking you for quite a while and know as many beastial tricks and deciets as I do human."<br/><br/>He sprung in underneath the right arm of the alpha with the speed of a cheetah and took up a new sitting position next to the younger werewolf in merely a second. He made sure to keep his head above this one before he turned back to Dax.<br/><br/>"If you want to live as long as I have, you'll find me very useful indeed."<br/><br/>He patted the younger werewolf on the head, as if he were a dog, then he rose up to his full length and lifted his arms to the full moon in praise to the old ways that had brought him here.<br/><br/>"Then it's decided. I'll accompany you to the city and show you how to be subtle in your conquests."<br/>