One older man, older than the rest, stand.
His posture is straight, voice trained, and manner deliberate. When he bows, the gesture is low, formal, but his eyes barely meet Ashen's, as if afraid of what they might find there.
"It's a pleasure to have you here, Alpha Greensley," he says, his voice steady despite the tension hanging in the air.
"There's no need to waste time now that you're here. Uh... Just like Alpha Hale and Luna might have informed you, the Moon Goddess has some concerns regarding her world... the one she entrusted to you. She is worried that things aren't unfolding as they should, not under your care, but because of the resistance surrounding your role."
Ashen stiffens. His jaw clenches as he fights to keep his expression neutral.
