Amaury was excited about the idea of joining a pack. Perhaps there were better ones than the one he was about to join now, more suited to him. But Amaury didn't care, the idea of loyalty beyond that which was automatically expected was something he was eager to see. And the fact that he was nearing becoming skin and bones was another pushing point. He'd never learnt to hunt that well and while he had caught a few rabbits the rations were few and far between. Blue eyes blinked in the setting sunlight, turning to regard a pair or orange orbs higher up, those of his brother.
Bi coloured ears flickered towards a male's voice in surprise, both at the sudden appearance and by the fact himself and his brother had been refereed to as 'sirs'. Even in South Africa he'd not been treated with such respect. Tan ears belonging to Luuk flickered in surprise too and both brothers shared a look before the younger one, Amaury, spoke. 'Uh. Heita. We're lookin' ta join. Dat kid, uh, Teme told us 'bout here...' he said un surely, mainly because his speech lack the comforting slang he would have used in any other situation.
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