Hey hey! And welcome to the pack 
It's good to have you here- you're all titled up and are now a Zepar of Anathema! Oooh, and hope you don't mind if i jump in and mess the posting order up Sky ^^; Just wanna get Anya into the pack asap >
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Dipping his head slightly he considered the woman before him, for this 'Anya' seemed to put a great importance upon the care and upbringing of children; something he did not understand, but that was who he was and a loving mother was what the female before him seemed to be. Silently he listened to the female speak and he couldn't help but blink a few times before he hid his surprise when she spoke about trust; only a fool would be loyal to someone they met for the first time, that was common sense. Canines changed, they manipulated, they plotted, no one could know another’s true personality from one brief encounter; all he knew was that the female before him was a mother, who claimed to be skilled at child care and could sure as heck work her way with words. At the end of the day, trust and loyalty had to be earned, calmed skills would have to be proven, for a pretty speech was useless if their was no truth to the words, only time could tell whether this female and her pup would be a benefit or a drain on resources.
Crouching down before the female, running the blade quickly and efficiently along his open palm and then repeating the process along the female's offered paw. As blood began to pool on his palm from the cut he pressed his hand upon the female's offered paw, connecting her and himself by blood and therefore welcoming her to the pack and family. Pulling his hand away he slipped the dagger back into it's sheath and stood up, crossing his arms across his head and looking upon his mate and smiling softly, hoping that his actions had pleased the white one. Turning his attention back to the female, “Most members of Anathema live within the underground cave system, the entrance to the howling caverns is just in that direction” he indicated where to go with a general wave of his hand. “The sawmill you are in and the surrounding ruins of a human village are soon to be repaired so that those who wish to live above ground will have a place to do so. Any immediate questions you have?” he asked after explaining a few basics in regards to living quarters.
Table pic by Cait, code by the Mentors!
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