WC:454+ - Here >.< Sorry for any delay <3

Time had passed and with it his injuries had healed and he was once more able to move around with his usual ease. With each step he took now he no longer felt that dull ache in his sides and a shortness of breath, now he felt comfortable once more within his own skin and with that comfort came confidence. But as his life seems to always go, that confidence had not lasted long before it was tested; with the due date of his Angela drawing near the white female had, surprisingly, asked if he could aid her with a few of the more trivial leadership duties; meeting potential joiners being such a task.

Responsibility and all that entailed didn’t sit well with the grey male, for he knew how he was and was perfectly aware how unstable and unreliable he could be. Not only that, he was young and inexperience with such tasks; fighting he knew what he was doing and he was confident he could hold his own, judging whether a canine could be of use? He had no idea how to do it, but since his leader had asked him to he would surely try his hand at doing so.

Considering this, he had been paying close attention to activity along the borders and had heard the distant call of someone along the border. Pausing in place, he knew he was a distance of and that getting there would take awhile, but he was sure somebody would deal with the situation until he got there. Keeping his expression closed off, he made his way towards the location of where the call had come from, but when another howl reached his ears his facial mask fell and he couldn’t help but allow a grin to spread across his face; the laugh he managed to suppress though. I would have loved to have seen the Tuyul’s face when he called…

Having only encountered the black pack mate once, he held a low opinion of the other. By the end of their short meeting he had concluded that the Tuyul was ridiculously over confident, disillusioned by his greater physical size and thus believed himself to be superior to others, along with the fact the fool seemed to think sleeping with Naniko meant that he was important. In the Marbas’s eyes, the other male was nothing more than an old fool trying to throw his weight around and failing.

By the time he arrived on the scene the black male had already left and so he turned all of his attention onto the strangers. “Sorry I took so long to get here. What can I do for you?” he asked, raising a questioning eyebrow at them.

WC:370+ - ^^

Looking upon the pair he was glad that they got down to business and didn’t waste time talking in circles; they knew what they wanted and knew the worth of their own skills and had informed him of such. Although neither possessed skills which he saw as unique or special in anyway, their talents were at least useful and would most likely benefit the pack in some ways… probably. Still in an abnormally good mood he folded his arms across his chest and flashed a genuinely happy smile at the pair for no real reason. “I assume then, that the brown female is Aeron.” He stated and nodded in welcome to the indicated female. “But that leaves the question of what your name would be” he directed the question towards the red and white coloured female; amused by the fact that the pair had seemingly forgotten to introduce themselves.

Allowing himself a moment to collect his thoughts, he ran through a mental check list of information he would need from the pair and what he himself was required to do, all the while he maintained a relaxed body posture, his tail swaying gently but confidently behind him. “It is clear that you possess some skills, but I shall have to ask why is it you choose to move packs? Please indulge in my curiosity” he asked the pair, who’s scents indicated that they were from another pack, inferni even. Keeping in mind the touchy past with the coyote clan he found himself unsure whether the pair’s motives for asking to join Anathema were as pure as they seemed.

Standing perfectly still for a moment, he continued to think of what was required of him next; explanation of the rite of Agares, a small and very important matter he had almost forgot. “Also, if you wish to be accepted into our ranks you must pass through the rite of Agares; a small cut upon each of your paws and one upon mine, I would then press them together so that we are joined by blood” he tried to explain, sure that his attempt at explaining the rite was no way near as good as his Angela’s, but atleast he was trying.

WC:388+ - ^^ Slight PP regarding the cuts (hope u don't mind). And exit Alaki; sorry again about the delay >.<

Neither of the females had completely appealed to him, made him stop and think ‘you have to join us’ or anything like that, yet nothing they had did nor said had made him believe that he should turn them away… no doubt they would prove themselves useful over time as many did. As long as they brought no trouble, nor were they hindrances to the pack he would allow them the chance to prove themselves; Naniko had let a foolish, childish and generally useless younger him into the pack, so he was in no real place to judge; that and his authority to accept joiners was new and even if he did want to judge, he didn’t know how to. Sure, he could hold personal opinions about each female, but he would not trust them for he tended to hate everyone and thus making his own opinions invalid for the most part.

Unhooking the smaller dagger that was smugly tied to his upper left forearm he grasped the blade within his right palm; the feel of the weapon comforting and familiar, as were all the other blades he had trained with. Although the small dagger was not fancy, nor in anyway showy, it was sharp and more than adequate to complete the task at hand. Placing it over his left hand, he made a small cut, blood instantly spilling from the opening, then he repeated the action in quick succession to each female and placed his palm upon theirs; connecting the cuts, their blood and thus making them family. “Welcome to the pack, I guess?”

Waving an arm, he loosely indicated to the direction of the howling caverns. “If you head in that direction you’ll find an entrance to our underground area. Most canines choose to live and spend most of their time underground but you may choose to live above it” he paused at the mention of caves, realizing that he had no clue where Beyaz was and that if his plans for the creature to go ahead… were, to, well. Go ahead, he need the white pest alive… “If you head over there you should come across some other members whom will fill you in and give you a tour; I’m sorry, but I must go find my bird now before it gets eaten or something…”