A new start (joining)

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Alerie stepped softly, careful not to make a sound; she was rather enjoying the Quiescent atmosphere of the whole place. The Quiescent atmosphere was soon drowned as the sound of rushing water filled her ears. Water. The thoughts of it sent tickles up her dry throat. "Întrebarea este de ce am devenit brusc suprimat, cu o dorin?? de ap?, dac? nu am sim?it c? dansa pe limba mea înainte. Doar la sunetul de ea stimulare prin pietre ?i p?mânt." The words from her Native Romanian tongue flowed smoothly from her mouth. Echoing around the land known as Aleru. She had been told there was a pack here, however she had yet to see any signs of life here other then prey. Had the pack left? Or were they just expertise in the art of hiding?

The aqueous substance was cold on her tongue, as she lapped it up slowly. Savoring it. It tasted surprisingly sweet. Lifting her head to look behind her, she wagged her tail. Earlier on in the days, she'd met another wolf. 'Blood of my blood' as she now referred to her as. It was a very special and highly respected title back in Romania; however she didn't quite know the other wolf's thoughts on the title.

A flash of movement catching her eye. Alerie cast her gaze to a figure streaking across the ground. A snake. Food. Perfect. Quickly following after it, she pounced. Moving through the air in a graveful motion, she landed a foot behind the snake. Darn it. This was going to be more challenging then she thought.

The snake was fast, and slithered in and out. A smart move, but not smart enough. Heading left, she pounced, this time feeling the satisfactory sensation of thrashing under her paws. She had caught it. Making quick work of it. She laid down, her tail wagging and eyes searching for yet another case of food on the go.

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Romanian: Întrebarea este de ce am devenit brusc suprimat, cu o dorin?? de ap?, dac? nu am sim?it c? dansa pe limba mea înainte. Doar la sunetul de ea stimulare prin pietre ?i p?mânt.

English: The question is why do I suddenly become suppressed with a longing for water as if I've never felt it dance across my tongue before. Just at sound of it pacing through rocks and earth.

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i don't want to kill anyone
i just don't like bullies, i don't care where they're from

CAPTAIN

Captain had spent much of his recent time patrolling the borders and checking with the others members where he could. He wanted to be sure they were aware he cared enough to make sure he knew how they were doing, but it was also something of habit that he had picked up from the last place that he had been. The runt turned into the perfect soldier. That's what he was, and though it had been exploited for all the wrong reasons, he had cared for those wolves at the time. He had made sure they had known of this. He didn't spend much time on his own, unless he was patrolling at night or attempting to hunt. Since he accepted new members, he tended towards the former more often, knowing Fury was busy. New members were always a welcome thing and he wanted to make sure he didn't miss anything.

He padded towards the cavern river, catching an unfamiliar scent. A light growl rose from his throat. He did not enjoy it when people trespassed, all intentions of joining or not. It was far more respectful to wait at the border and call for a figure of authority than to decide to walk into pack lands and begin hunting there. The cave was all silent, aside from the sound of the river rushing by and the distinct rustling of someone hunting on his territory. It wasn't simply his, but nonetheless, it was his pack alongside Fury's, and someone was trespassing. He would confront the stranger. He drank in the scent more. Female. He would be respectful. He respected females, as he had been taught. His posture straightened, head held high and tail held up in an according manner. While his approach attempted to remain friendly, there was also something there that said he was dominant in this place, an authoritative figure.

Captain found the female quickly, gnawing on a snake, one that she no doubt would have found slithering out of the stones in which it lived. The massive white male paced in a half circle around her, being sure to stand in front of her, bright blue eyes scrutinizing her even within the dimness. "Afternoon, miss. I am Captain, Beta of Ultoris. This is Aleru, the pack's home." His tone was friendly enough, but wary. While he was willing to accept new members at all times, he was also careful of the fact that not everyone was as kind as he wanted them to be. A lot of wolves would be harmless, but a lot of wolves could be a threat as well. "Are you aware you are trespassing upon our pack lands, miss?" He addressed all females as such. When he came to know them a little better "miss" turned into "ma'am". The male often came off strange to others.


"captain speaking" - #4074A8
"captain thinking"
"others speaking"
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because the strong man who has known power all his life may lose respect for that power
but a weak man knows the value of strength and knows compassion

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Alerie hadn't truly expected to see anyone else. When a wolf stepped out infront of her, she hadn't expected it. Her heart almost skipped a beat.

"Yes. The Ultoris pack. I've heard of you." She stood and gave him a curt nod, her tail wagging.
"Dac? unul se ascunde de sursa de lumin? între întuneric, poate o fi adev?rat c? exist? ceva în întuneric?" Her ears perked as she spoke.
"I'm sorry, habit. I'll translate; If one hides from the light source amongst darkness, can one truly be sure there is something in the darkness?". Alerie wagged her tail again, before stepping forward. Her light blue eyes locking onto his own.

He was white from what she could make out, and quite muscular. "Beta. Well you seem... well, fit for the job". She stepped back twice, giving the brute some space. She kind of had the bad habit of that/ Getting into others space. Things like that had just come natural to her. Her Romanian "cousins" were all close, never thinking twice about boundaries.

The wolves here were different. They were picky about that stuff. Boundaries. Something she would need to get used too. She was no longer able to just waltz up and push or nuzzle another wolf. They might see her as being an alien or a figure to be disregarded as "odd". She didn't want that.

"Are there any ranks open?" Her tail wagged and she cocked her head. Scrapping a paw on the cave floor awkwardly, she looked down. This was more awkward then she thought it was going to be...She had been expecting something rather more less awkward. The young fea did know what was making it awkward though, the male. Like most males he reminded her of her mother--it was a stupid connection. Though considering the fact that she'd never really had a two-way conversation with a brute, and she'd been taught how to "please". Shaking the thought out of her head, she looked back at the male.

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Romanian: Dac? unul se ascunde de sursa de lumin? între întuneric, poate o fi adev?rat c? exist? ceva în întuneric?


English: If one hides from the light source amongst darkness, can one truly be sure there is something in the darkness?