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The war was over, but Vigilante was preoccupied elsewhere, so the Dauphin took to the borders alone, as always. He would not let Noss accompany him on his daily chores, letting the man enjoy the freedom that came from not leading. As much as Strel wanted the man's presence, this was something that he needed to do on his own, and do it well. Today had not been wet and rainy, thankfully, and breakfast had been plenty easy to catch, especially since it had been Noss catching them. Before he left, the redheaded man donned a jacket over his dark red shirt and modified jeans. Presentable was what Strel strove for, and that was what everyone would get from him. He was Dauphin, there was no way he could been seen as anything other than a leader.

He heard the call but was too far off to reach it quickly. Instead of rushing, he kept up his brisk pace. The very fresh scent of another member of the Kingdom made it that much more relaxed. He would let them greet the stranger, and let them get the gist of who they were and what they wanted. Even with the AniWayan radicals defeated, someone could still be lurking with a taste for blood and vengeance.

Soon enough, he came upon a pair, no a group, of people. One was a man with a child, and part of the Kingdom. Strel was not sure if he had met the man and gotten to know him, especially since only the name was clear in his head and naught else. The child was obviously his. Lavender eyes shifted to the newcomer, a rather scraggly looking female, who seemed to have a good deal more coyote blood than they were accustomed to. Normally, they would head straight off to Inferni and join the coyote kind there in their clan. But it seemed this one chose here, as Inferni was always the first place most passed by.

"Ah, good, someone found her before me." Strel had heard her answer to the other man's question as he brushed lightly passed him, his elevated rank evident. Though the redheaded man did not try to pull rank, he knew eyes were on him and he had to play the part. It did help that he was a good half a foot or so taller than the other man. "Gifts you say?" he asked the hybrid. "What do you believe you offer us?"

Strel presented the female with a cool glance, remember plenty of times other women who were arrogantly proud of their abilities. Like he had any right to talk. "Well, as I am not the Constable, that does not terribly concern me. Haven and Niro would do better knowing of your skills than I." That was true; Strel had little control over the Cavalry, other than typical leadership roles, especially considering there was no Constable to fill that title. More often than not, it was Haven and Niro who would do anything with the Cavalry, or the King himself. But Strel still had power over everyone ranked below him.

"Before I let you pass, be aware that we do not tolerate thievery, murder, and general treachery. Fighting between members is discouraged, except for practice." It was just a general information discourse he had to give, especially since war was over but it was still ringing in their ears. Keese's actions were still not a distant memory, and murder was not either. Strel would not allow villainy to exist here, and he knew plenty of people who had the power to break more skulls than he could on his own.

"What would you prefer for your domicile? A house? Communal? Or a den?" Clearing his throat, he looked at the coywolf. "We recommend you stay in the Hotel for a short while so you can settle and get to know people, and have others nearby to assist you, if needed. But if you prefer solitude, you may make your home where you see fit."