It seemed to take a long time for someone to reply. Time itself seemed to stop and watch what might have taken place at this meeting. Beautiful colors inked the now darkening sky, reds and purples and bright oranges that almost hurt to gaze at. It was all so beautiful, it was a shame it didn't gain anything but a glance from the wolf. But, alas, there were more pressing things to attend to. For instance, a lone wolf stood before her in all of his basking glory in the dying sunlight. Turning slowly, Bain allowed her gaze to travel slowly up the creature until she came to his face. All the while her face was a clam, placid sheet of stone
Why was it that everyone felt it necessary to walk around on two feet? Bain nearly missed the fact that she couldn't freely do it herself. Oh yes, physically she was more then capable, much more, but alas, her... mental state would not allow her to flaunt her glory so easily. But, self pity was not something Bain indulged herself in regularly. Pity for the weak, and Bain was far to busy to worry about "weak". So, instead, she spoke after a short pause.
Why hello. I was beginning to think no one was going to appear. It would have been a shame to put on a show and not have anyone attend, don't you think?" Her head had been traveling around to gaze at the last dancing daylight colors, but, at her last question, her head snapped back towards him suddenly. She snickered, something was obviously quite funny to her. But, that was for another time, as said, she had business to attend to.
Bain decided to sit, she had been standing nearly all day after all. So, reclining back onto her haunches uniformly, she continued. I'm looking to join a pack, a... stronger pack in need of able bodied people, especially fighters. With that, she looked at the wolf, her gaze steady as she kept eye contact. She would be submissive in a respectful sense, yes. But not in a degrading sense. Groveling was meant for the Alpha, of which this wolf smelled like. This wolf also smelled like a collection of others which only meant one thing, a pack. Exactly what Bain was looking for...
OOC: Finally! =DD
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