If You'll Be So Kind (Joining)

[Savara]

    A faint clicking sound could be heard over the songs that floated down from the birds in the trees. The source of that clicking? Well, if one were to do a little investigation, they would find a rather petite, female MacKenzie Valley Wolf reclining on a flat rock; the skull of a ten point buck between her front paws as she chewed on one of the worn down antlers.
    A light, cool breeze carried with it the scent of a nearby wolf as the female slowly began to erode the bone. The clicking stopped as Savara took a break and rose to her dainty paws. Deciding it was worth the effort, the foreigner slowly pointed her muzzle to the sky and let loose a raspy howl that had four different notes instead of the standard one or two noted howls. The purpose of this howl? Savara had heard that a pack resided in these lands. A pack that was supposedly without a Beta. She was hoping to seek out the alpha or alphas so that she could make her case.
    Vara stayed standing and silent as she waited for a response. Nothing. The runt rolled her shoulders casually and resumed her original position so that she could continue to gnaw away at the antler.
    As she chewed, the female wolf thought of something. What if some hostile being came across her and she was unable to use her teeth? She needed a stick first. Grinning at the thought of her plan, the she-wolf stood up once more, hopped off of her perch, and began to explore the area around it. Her blueish grey windows combed across every inch of the ground under her nose with each slow step that she took.
    At last, she had found the perfect stick. It was soft enough so that her teeth could sink in and allow for her to grip the item in her mouth with little to no discomfort and to adjust it when she felt it was needed. The female walked back over to her throne, tilted her dome sideways and began to rub one end of the stick against a sharp edge of the rock. It was working, but it made her neck hurt. A light bulb in her head went off again.
    Savara clamored back onto her seat and laid back down on her stomach. She than began to use her unusually sharp canine teeth to crudely shape the somewhat sharp tip to a deadly point. This stick was a possible tool for fighting....if she knew how to use it. For now, it was a prop.
    Something had moved around her, and she froze. With the stick still in her maw, Savara took the time to lift her chin and scan her surroundings with her gun metal grey eyes. Who was coming to see her?

Jadir or Arche .

[Jadir]

It had been awhile since the warrior had visited his ill father, in fact he hadn’t seen him since before he had become ill. This made Jadir feel uneasy because upon falling ill, Toiro had made the request to be left alone for that he was in good hands since Nymph was taking care of him and for Jadir to not worry about the aging alpha. Jadir’s long lost brother had taken Toiro’s place for the time being and from what he could tell, Arche had been doing very well in following their father’s paw prints.


It was weird that the ebony brute was content with the fact that his father had named Arche the heir of the pack. Just months ago, Jadir was determined to be named the heir and was sure that Toiro would grant his wish. Then suddenly, Arche showed up after being gone for what seemed like an eternity. It turns out that Arche had left in search of their mother Aludra but after sometime of searching, he decided it was best that he returned to his home. Though Jadir was happy to see his long lost brother, he felt threatened by him since he was now his competition. Before, his only competition was Kujo, but he had assured Jadir that he had no intentions of trying to become the heir but now Arche was in the picture.


For a while, it seemed like Jadir had a fighting chance against his brother, but soon enough, he came to realize that Arche was going to be named heir. This caused the warrior to resent his brother because for almost Jadir’s life, he dreamed of becoming the heir but now his dreams were crushed. This caused Jadir to become rather isolated from his family for a couple of months. During this time the only social interactions he had was with Anima who was now the love of his live. The beautiful ivory she wolf helped him get through this rough time and eventually Jadir came out of the funk that he was in.


Currently, Jadir was just wondering about the Xayar Forest doing a regular check of Airila’s territories. Not too long upon entering, the Airila Warrior picked up a scent of a she wolf who was not of the Airila family. This caused his hackles to slightly raise because it was a possibility that this wolf was an intruder, but his hackles nestled back down on his coat once he heard a howl the seemed to be of the wolf whose scent he picked up. Not wanting to make the awaiting she wolf to wait too long, Jadir set off at a quick trot towards the trail that the she wolf’s scent had made.


Soon after, Jadir’s green orbs rested on the owner of the howl. It was a small she-wolf who was of brown and grey hues with grey eyes. The warrior approached her slowly as to not scare her. He bowed politely in the direction of the she wolf before greeting her. “Hello miss, I am Jadir, son of the alpha of Airila. What is it that you seek,” he asked in a friendly tone.


Savara

[Savara]

    When she first caught sight of the male wolf, part of her wanted to run off. But, the little she-wolf kept her paws planted firmly on the stone beneath them.
    But, as the male started to slowly walk in her direction, Savara's tail formed an arc over her backside and a low growl could be heard, though it was muffled by the crudely sharpened stick that the girl still had clenched between her teeth. What were his intentions? She knew that it was breeding season and here she was, alone with a male that was larger than herself. She was not in the mood.
    When the male gave her a polite bow, the Russian native relaxed enough to allow her tail to fall loosely between her hind legs. The rapid succession of warning growls decreased to only one growl every so often. His intention was a different one. Or so she hoped.
    “Hello miss, I am Jadir, son of the alpha of Airila. What is it that you seek,” Oh, so a volf (wolf) vid (with) manners! She thought as she bent her neck and allowed the fighting prop to fall from her maw. Savara regarded the male with a little suspicion, but, she was surprised to find herself leaving her perch and walking slowly towards Jadir. She thought of stopping, but she forced herself to keep going. She stopped a polite distance away and returned the male's bow with her own slightly awkward one.
    "Vat (What) a coincidence. I vas (was)- er, am here do (to) join dis (this) pack. Vou're (You're) nod (not) da (the) alpha, bud (but) vou're da alpha's son so I guess dat (that) vorks (works) as vell (well)." Vou're so awkward! "I knov (know) dat (that) dis vill (will) sound like an odd requesd (request), bud do vou (you) have a Beta position open by chance?"
    In order to make up for a lack of eye contact, the female forced herself to stare at him despite her natural tendency to look away. Being Beta requires making eye condacd (contact) and being social. If vou look awav (away) and avoid everyone, den (then) vou have no shod (shot) whadsoever (whatsoever).


OOC: Jadir Savara does talk with a Slavic accent, so understanding her will be tricky. The words in parenthesis are the words that she's trying to say. Too lazy to use table. Lol I  posted with Valkea's account earlier by mistake XD.

[Jadir]

Green orbs took on a weary look as the Airila Warrior noticed the foreign she wolf taking a seemingly defensive stance. Her tail had went from lying limp behind her hind legs to creating an arc over her hind end which was then accompanied by a soft growl emitted from the ivory wolf’s maw. However, Jadir couldn’t be completely sure if it was a growl that he heard for whatever sound she made was muffled by a stick that her jaws were clamped down on. This was definitely not the reaction the ebony brute had expected for she had been the one who had called out and he was only answering her call.

Once Jadir had come to a halt and had given a polite bow to she wolf, she began to become more relaxed for her tail had fallen limp once again but there was still intermitted howls that escaped from her maw but even those started to cease to exist. After the Airila Warrior had introduced herself, his green eyes watched as the she wolf dropped the stick that was in her mouth. In all honesty, it was quite odd that the wolf had a stick in her mouth in the first place for he had never seen a wolf do such a thing. But Jadir himself could not judge the stranger for he had never left the lands of the Shyia , so even though it was a hard concept to grasp, such a behavior could be a normal thing in other parts of Anikira, though Jadir would never find out since he had no intentions of ever leaving his home lands. After dropping the stick, the she wolf got up from her perch and began to approach him and upon stopping, she awkwardly bowed to him.

As Savara began to introduce herself and state her what she was seeking, Jadir couldn’t help but to cock his head slightly for the she wolf had a very foreign accent that was somewhat difficult to understand at first, but once she had finished talking, Jadir got the gist of what Savara was saying. She had come to seek out the Beta position in Airila. The Beta position was indeed vacant but it was more than likely reserved for his brother Arche once their father healed up enough to resume his position as alpha. Though how much longer that would be, no one would know. All Jadir knew was that he couldn’t give a stranger the Beta position right away because was one of power and one must work their way up to get such a position. In fact, Jadir himself wanted to Beta position since he wouldn’t be getting the Alpha position but he knew that it was more than likely a long shot even for him.

“It is very nice to meet you Savara. Our Beta rank is currently vacant but I apologize for it is reserved for someone. However, we could always use more Hunters and Warriors for I am a Warrior myself. Would you be interested in either of those two,” he asked politely.

OCC: Sorry for the long wait! Also you won't have to put the words in parentheses since I understand what she is saying. ^^
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[Savara]

    “It is very nice to meet you Savara. Our Beta rank is currently vacant but I apologize for it is reserved for someone. However, we could always use more Hunters and Warriors for I am a Warrior myself. Would you be interested in either of those two,” If wolves were able to blush, Savara would be blushing now. There was a brief silence between the two young wolves after the male finished his dialogue and before the Russian native spoke again. "Oh, uh vell, um..." she paused, her storm grey gaze shifted away from the male's spring green one to the tree that stood somewhere around a few yards to his flank. "Um, do vou happen do have a... vorrior slod for me, dhen? I can'd fighd, bud I can learn; as I pick up on dhings preddy quickly. Hunding doesn'd sound doo appealing do me quide frankly." Shud up! "And I don'd vand do sid around all day and do nodhing. I'd end up dearing my fur oud." The foreigner laughed awkwardly in an attempt to relieve some of the awkwardness of the situation.
    Droplets of sweat had begun to bead up behind the undersized female's rounded triangular audits and all along her nape. Social situations put the poor gal under an immense amount of pressure and stress. "I promise vou dhad I'm consdandly vorking on my awkwardness. Sorry if I'm making vou uncomfordable." The young tzarina looked down at her front paws and started to shift them around nervously; the act stirred up fallen leaves, dirt, and a few bugs. Vou idiod! Jusd sdop dalking! Vou're making id vorse! Good luck drying do ged him do like vou now! He's prbably judging vou ad dis very momend! Ugh!
    Sav's ears were now pinned back against her crown out of sheer embarrassment and nervousness.  She forced her gunmetal grey pools to shift back to refocus on the male that stood before her, but it clearly took quite a bit of effort for her to keep them there.

Jadir don't worry about it. Alright, that's good to know. 

[Jadir]

Jadir noticed how Savara’s gaze shifted away from him. By the way the she wolf was acting, the ebony brute could tell that she wasn’t the best in social situations. This made Jadir feel slightly more aware of what he was doing and saying because the last thing he wanted to do was to make someone uncomfortable. In an attempt to remove some of the tension from the situation, the Airila Warrior sat his haunches down on the forest floor. Though meetings with possible pack members was typically a formal thing, Jadir liked to think that there was exceptions to that, such as in a case like this. Once he sat down, he allowed his tail to sway back and forth as he listened to what all Savara, hoping that his change in stance would make the she wolf feel a bit more at ease.


Despite originally seeking the Beta position, Savara expressed interest in the warrior position though she admitted that she would need training in order to become one. However, wolves were given ranks based on their talent but Jadir saw potential in the she wolf and knew that he could comfortably give Savara the Warrior rank. She seemed very eager to learn and seemed rather determined as well and with some training, Jadir believed that the she could become a decent warrior with time. Since he was the one accepting her, the brute only thought that it would be right for him to train Savara in fighting since he was a warrior himself. Plus hopefully soon, he would have a family of his own that he could eventually train and Savara would be a great way to start, all he would have to do is clear it with Anima because the last thing he wanted to do was upset her.


“Fighting can be a daunting thing to learn since different techniques work for different wolves, but since you seem eager to learn, then I am willing to be your mentor. I will give you the Warrior rank, but you must be willing to go through training,” he replied in a soft tone.



OCC: I am sorry for the shit reply, due to college, my muse has been down the drain. >.< We can end this thread with your reply and then you can start a training thread for them if you would like. 
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[Savara]

    “Fighting can be a daunting thing to learn since different techniques work for different wolves, but since you seem eager to learn, then I am willing to be your mentor. I will give you the Warrior rank, but you must be willing to go through training,” the obsidian furred male had informed her. To be honest, she wasn't really paying attention to the young brute that stood before her at the moment. However, it was the later part of the sentence that grabbed a hold of the female's wandering mind.
    Savara's mouth opened and closed and opened and closed as she tried to think of a proper way to respond to the pack wolf's offer. "Vou are villing do be mv mendor." the runt said aloud to herself as she made an effort to cover up her thick accent with no avail. "So, uh, I guess dad I'm accepded dhen...righd?" The female MacKenzie Valley Wolf, having become accustomed to the larger male's presence, shuffled forward for a few inches.
    The petite femme's blueish grey pools glistened with excitement. Out of habit, the Russian language flowed from her parted ebony lips in a high pitched tone. "Ya sobirayus' uznat', kak borot'sya (I'm going to learn how to fight)!" Idiod! He probablv doesn'd undersdand a single vord dad vou're saving! Speak in English, Savara!
    The youthful girl's upright harks were now pinned flat against her skull and she turned her head away from him at a slight angle; breaking eye contact. "Um sorrv. Id's a habid of mine. I speak Russian ven I ged excided over someding; also ven I am scared. Uh, jusd ignore dad. Bud va I vouldn'd mind being an apprendice of sords." The undersized wolfess blinked twice. "So Uchitel' (Teacher) ven is my firsd lesson in da ard of fighding? Uchitel' is da Russian vord for Deacher bv da vay. Can I call vou dad or..." The foreigner trailed off and awaited Jadir's reply.

Jadir oh Savara...

[Jadir]

It was when the Airila Warrior mentioned that that the grey hued she wolf would go through trainer that Savara seemed to set her attention back on their meeting. Even though Jadir had reclaimed Savara’s attention, it still took the female some time to respond. Each time she opened her mouth, the ebony brute anticipated whatever words would follow, but for the first couple of times, there was none. Instead, the newcomer just closed her mouth after failing to come up with what she wanted to say. Finally, by the third try, the she wolf was able to say what she had apparently been trying to say the entire time. “"Vou are villing do be mv mendor. So, uh, I guess dad I'm accepded dhen...righd,” she asked in her thick accent. “Yes, I am willing to be to be your mentor. I am hoping to be a father soon, and down the road I will be training my young. However, I will be honest with you, I have never helped mentor someone before, but this gives me the perfect opportunity to practice for the future. Plus, in general, mentoring is something I have always wanted to try, and yes, welcome to Airila, Savara,” Jadir said politely.

Just then, foreign words rang through the brute’s ears as the new member exclaimed something in a language that he didn’t understand. Jadir cocked his head as he blankly stared at the new warrior. He had absolutely no idea what Savara had said and he wasn’t sure if he was supposed to understand what she had said or not, but that was soon answered with the she wolf’s next statement.

Savara explained to Jadir that she spoke her native language whenever she was excited or scared and then went on to say that she wouldn’t mind be an apprentice, but before Jadir could assure her that she was of the warrior rank, the she wolf began to speak again. "So Uchitel' (Teacher) ven is my firsd lesson in da ard of fighding? Uchitel' is da Russian vord for Deacher bv da vay. Can I call vou dad or..." she stated.

“Even though you will be my student, you already have the rank of the warrior since I see the potential in you. Your first lesson will take place within the next few days. I have some other business that I need to take care of before we can start your training. As for what to call me, you can call me whatever you feel comfortable with. Once again, welcome to Airila and I will call for you when it is time to start your training,” Jadir said before he walked away.

OCC: The end!
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