<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kx3lThq.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zuya<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>Kiowa Alpha<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Densite; Alpha's Den ---> The Forest; Bog Area<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Zuya remained standing where he was, allowing the female her space. It seemed she was relaxed even with his presence. She did not rush to be on alert, instead she met him with the same calmness that he had greeted her with. Either she was foolish or very confident in herself. Zuya assumed it was the latter, considering her posture and poise. Everything about this female radiated power and authority. He did not trust her. Then again, he didn't trust any one. But this fae, in this moment, was the highest on that list. <br/><br/>It took some time, but the fae finally broke the gaze first. Zuya's head pulled up a few inches higher as he took this as a silent victory. As she spoke of being an Alphaess, Zuya's right ear twitched with interest. He remained quiet for a much longer time, he took no pleasure in formalities. The alpha moved forward now, closing the distance between the two even further. He circled her once more, eying her frame and sizing her up. When Zuya was satisfied, he sat across from her. <strong>“Where is your pack?”</strong> Zuya said. His voice was a low, deep rumble carrying on the wind. His emerald orbs locked onto hers once more, keeping himself held with the same statue of authority as before. He gestured his head toward the direction of where the Myr Pack should have been. <strong>“Why would they allow their beloved alphaess to travel alone?”</strong> His eyes narrowed at her with a mistrusting gaze. <br/><br/><strong>“”</strong><br/><br/></span></span>