OOC here!
Shawchert was quite nervous, he knew there were packlands around here, but he’d never expected to enter them in such circumstances, he was very happy to be gaining a member to his own pack, but that also meant she would be leaving the pack she was in. so him entering the pack, well it seemed a kind of spit in the face, so he’d let Orin do the talking, and he would try to be in the background, though it was hard with his size. He had changed into his lupine form as well, to keep her company and to be able to stride along with her, though he had no doubts he could do such a thing, as nimble as she was, he had long legs and a long stride. But he wasn’t in a contest or anything. The scenery around them changed to grasslands and cliffs, it was definitely a nice area, a quick pick for a pack it seemed. He stopped as she gave her howl, listening to her voice. It was a beautiful thing, and he wanted such a beautiful voice to be with him in d’Arte.
They moved further in, he felt more and more nervous, not sure what to expect. But now it seemed things would get interesting from here on out. He’d just be like a stone … well more like a tree, and wait.
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