Azora's anxiety leaks through his paws. He takes careful steps, making sure to not bump into anyone. He's never had to bow before a Pharaoh before. As the others speak Azora can only hope that he'll pick up their terminology quickly - it's all so new to him. Prides were much simpler than this, run by their leaders with an iron claw.

As Osiris' turn to speak comes, Azora isn't sure whether to follow or not. Azora can already tell who the wolf with the power is here, and so he will be as respectful as he can.

When he's called upon by Osiris, Azora bows to the Pharaoh.

It feels strange. Lions do not bow - Azora could crush the wolf between his paws swiftly if he needed to. Yet all the same, he is giving his claws to the wolf.

How does one talk to a Pharaoh, anyway? Azora knows to be polite, to not cause unnecessary strife.

"I am Azora."

With the others sharing their skills, should he do the same? Does this group even have a rank suited to him? Azora doesn't want to be a problem by hanging around here.

"I was once a caretaker, or teacher. I will offer myself to your group if you would allow me to stay, Pharaoh."

Azora can only hope he can fit in well enough.