~THIRD PERSON POV~
"Welcome, to the kingdom of rogues." The deep voice said
When Micca stepped out of the snow and into the caves mouth, he could feel the warmth of fire and hear chit chat among people.
The chatter died down when they saw Micca enter the cave. Groups of warriors sat in small circles around small campfires. The smoke in the cave kept the air warm and thick.
Micca was able to get a better view of everything once his eyes adjusted to the light.
Warriors bowed and greeted the man who had been speaking. "My King."
Micca looked at the man stunned. King?
He looked like a regular pack member, no one of specific status. Humble. Wearing furs and animal skins. No flashy armor, no jewelry, nothing to show his status.
Micca bowed his head "Apologies rogue king, I didn't know I was speaking with the man in charge."
"And that's how I prefer it. I don't throw my authority and status around. I handle move and act in the shadows." The Rogue King admitted.
