Ugh, sorry about the wait. -Tends to fail over weekends, especially.- >>;
------Drat. It didn't seem like this wolf had been involved in the fire or knew much about anything. His feigned polite smile remained, however, and he didn't bat an eye. It wouldn't do to look disgusted or disappointed--the other male might catch on. All of a sudden, the "other male" became "Lubomir Varg." Well now, that was a weird one--he had no idea what sort of origin it had or what it might mean. Frankly, he didn't really care. Rather than dwell on something so insignificant, he readily responded with his alter-ego's name: "Joule." It was the same one he had given Naniko and countless wolves in the past. Eventually it would need to be phased out... or maybe it just wouldn't matter. Nobody outside of Inferni's ranks really had a reason to know who he was, anyway.
------"Well, if you'd like to know anything, feel free to ask," he offered. Depending on the questions, maybe Lubomir would get some answers. Otherwise, he might get some answers, but they wouldn't necessarily be accurate. "Surely you know some of your new brethren, however," he suggested. "Or even what they stand for. After all, it wouldn't make sense to align oneself with others without knowing something about them." Phrased innocently, he made it seem as though he himself was simply trying to figure out the new packs... it would be reasonable to assume he was trying to pick one of the new ones to join himself. It was a gentle prod as he aimed to steer the conversation--he was grabbing around in the dark here, but this guy *had* to know more than he thought he did. Or at the very least, more than Anselm himself.
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