and onward we go (Leader needed)

Skoll Haskel · 09-05-2012, 06:33 PM

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Truthfully, Skoll had expected the new Constable to respond to his call rather than the King himself. Part of that was because it would be Silvano’s job to impress the rest of the pack after the trainwreck of the meeting (and he’d been working hard as a new leader anyway), but part of the reason was evident before him in the King’s grizzled, tired features and bland green eyes. Out of all of them, it seemed, the attack on Ayita had affected her mate the most. It went to show just how much Vigilante loved her, and Skoll was reminded of her deteriorating condition even as his father approached.

The boy would not allow himself to look too melancholy in front of the prospective joiner, however. He wept openly among his family—he had no need to hide how he was feeling around those who loved him—but he needed to be strong for the rest of the pack where his father, perhaps, could not be.

Skoll acknowledged his father with a little bow of his head, and he was pleased to see that Jimson showed some deference, too. He cleared his throat and gestured to the giant with his nose. “This is Jimson; he came from the south and he needs—he needs a place to stay, whether for a night or for a long time.” He was aware that they hadn’t worked the terms out among themselves, but he would be blunt with both of the dogs: he might stay, he might go, and no one knew right now.

“Jimson says he can fight, though, with that staff of his. Maybe that can help him earn his stay.” He looked a question at the loner, wondering if he’d be fine with that; they weren’t going to let him stay for more than a few days in if he did nothing, of course. Jimson had offered to teach him a bit about the staff, though, so he was optimistic that there’d be some use once he joined. He cleared his throat again and fell silent, glancing curiously at the older Haskel.

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