A Tavara-Type Wabird and its Valdore-Type and Harpy-Type escorts would be proceeding to Starbase 31 under cloak at a comfortable warp 7, its captain and crew carrying out basic duties while Saijus, their whole reason for being there would be sat waiting to arrive.

"We will arrive at Starbase 31 in a few minutes captain." The Helm officer would declare. "Very well then, exit warp and prepare to recieve instructions." The captain would say. "I hope you know what your doing." Ambassador Saijus would glare at the captain when they exited warp under cloak. "I know what im doing."
It's well within the star base's range, but the cloak is engaged and does not appear to have noticed the vessel yet.  The Commander presses a button on his console to contact the group of vessels. "Prepare to disengage cloak." As instructed the vessels would begin to shimmer and wave as the vessels would begin to appear on sensors, A group of Warbirds. 1 Tavara-Type, 2 Valdore-Types and 4 Harpy-Types.

"Sir!" The ensign sitting at the sensor panel looks to Lieutenant Andrews, startled.  "I'm detecting a vessel-" his speech is drowned out by the station engaging yellow alert and he has to increase his voice to be heard over it, "I believe it's Romulan, sir."
"Hail them," Andrews orders.  "I'll get the Captain."