<3 Hael and Harrow are confusing at the best of times... so don't mind them ^^;

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Quickly her patience in waiting for someone to come greet her and the brindle hybrid reached it's end, the midnight girl growing both irritable and bored despite how little time had actually passed between her calling and the present. Pacing around Hael along with their few scattered belongings in bags here and there, she weaved her way close to the hybrid, occasionally knocking into him in an attempt to drag him down to her level and irritate him as well, although she knew her petty little attempt to get under the males skin wouldn't actually do much. Trailing behind her as she moved from spot to spot was Omi, seemingly just as impatient as her canine companion; although it was more likely that the lynx was unsure of the change of location rather then having to stand around waiting, but alas the girl couldn't help but try and see her own traits within the lynx. “Will you stop it, they'll come when they can and if they don't we'll just howl again or try another pack, so for the love of god, stand still Nahyt” Hael grumbled, placing a bony hand upon the top of her head and pressing down lightly, causing her to come to a halt.

Breathing out a childish 'huff' she crossed her arms over her chest, her own broken arm no longer hurt as it once had but she had never regained much use of it; limited movement was okay, but gripping and lifting anything with her left hand was impossible. Yet, there was no scar and severely obvious sign of the damage upon her arm but the girl still felt compelled to hide it under the baggy white top she had acquired during her time with the pirates. Her arm was her one imperfection, her one sore point she wished to hide from the world. “Sorry” she muttered in response to Hael, knowing that she was just being childish and impatient.

Keeping a hold of the girl, the pair waited until two strangers answered their call. “Finally” she whispered to herself, wriggling free from Hael's grip she stepped forward, unravelling crossed arms, a frown taking place upon her face as she spotted the woman; typical. Tensing her jaw she felt Hael step up behind to her right, bumping her side slightly in silent warning to behave. “Yes. We...” he indicated to both himself and the midnight girl, “We're hoping to speak with someone about joining here. I'm Hael Savin and this here is my sister, Nahyt" he explained to the woman; although he and the girl were not actually siblings, she had decided to take up his surname and it seemed appropriate to just call her his sister then rather confuse others to their relationship.

Upon being named his sister, the young girl beamed a smug look up to the brindle male; sure she'd told him she was stealing his last name, but then she didn't think he'd comply and call her his sister. Behind her her black tail swished contently, her lips remaining sealed as she decided to let Hael do all the talking, aware of the fact what she had to say to this woman would not be pleasant.

And now Lil will wish Harrow had kept her trap shut :|

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In response to the woman's introductions the brindle hybrid dipped his head in greeting while the midnight girl simply 'hmm'd softly, eyes looking over the woman who spoke and onto the male who was of much greater interest to her then some feeble creature, dark ears twitching as the woman continued to speak prying into hers and the hybrid's business more then she would of preferred; although it wasn't unexpected, she understood and had been greatly lectured that they would have to answer questions to get accepted into a pack, the issue was she did not want to answer to some unknown female who had done little to earn her respect or loyalty and as such it seemed pointless for her to answer these questions, a part of her itching to ask to speak to the male figure in charge rather then this wannabe alpha female.

As the woman went on to mention loyalty and dedication the girl snorted loudly, earning an equally loud groan from Hael as the brindle male practically slapped his palm across his face. Turning to look at him she brought herself up as much as she could, huffing slightly in the process, “What? I'm sorry, but I don't believe I can or anyone can for that matter, blindly and incredibly foolishly at that, hand over my loyalty to someone simply because they ask for it and in return they give them a home.” she spoke to Hael before turning to the woman, placing her right hand delicately upon her hip, breaking free from the silence and knowingly walking thin ice. “Nahyt, shut up” Hael practically hissed under his breath, placing a hand upon the top of her head and pushing down slightly in hope it would stop her mouth from spluttering out whatever nonsense had entered her head.

“Look, I can craft; maps, designs, stuff like that. Got an eye for things and am capable of replicating what I see down on paper which has a variety of uses as you can no doubt figure out. Hael's good with physical work, used to be a sailor of sorts. We're capable of providing for ourselves and won't burden the pack and will provide our variety of skills, whether you earn our trust and loyalties is dependent on how things go; I won't lie or blindly swear anyone has my 'loyalty and dedication' when all you have offered me is protection and a place to stay, which I already have and can attain easily on my own.” she looked at the women expectantly, not even bothering to hide her dislike of the woman simply because of her gender. “Ah hells Nahyt. For gods sake will you learn to shut your trap for once in your life” Hael turned to face the dark girl, keeping one eye on the two strangers whilst he scolded her for her words, as true to him as they were to her he didn't see them as appropriate at the current moment.

Groaning he quickly turned back to the pair, “Sorry... she's not so big on being nice and is irrationally sexist. It's nothing personal” he attempted to explain, all the while cursing the girl several times over within his mind. “Come on. I'm entitled not to like a whole gender if I don't want to, pathetic as they are” she grumbled under her breath in response, crouching down to pick up Omi, supporting the cats weight with her right arm over her left.

PP'd going to the village as we discussed <3

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She wasn't stupid on all matters, her parents had taught her much about what she would need to know about the world along with skills she would need to survive in it, although even without being instructed by her parents the midnight girl had her own instincts and occasional bursts of common sense; she understood her attitude wasn't suitable for pack life, especially the way she would respond to female members of higher ranking until said members proved themselves to her that was. Back when she was in Salsola she had no such issues, for each member there was family and worthy of her love and dedication but the pack before her were nothing more then strangers, for now. Cocking her head to the side she silently glared at the woman for a moment before responding less rashly as she had before, “Protection is nothing more then a foolish concept. No one can predict what will happen tomorrow and promise that everyone will be safe” she spoke quietly, a lesson she had learned the hard way and was still haunted by the memories as short as they were. “Trust and loyalty are things that come with time, not because they are asked there and then. Regardless of whether you can trust me or not I am no threat to you, i'm nothing more then a cripple who does art.” she shrugged her shoulders at the harsh truth of her words; although her injuries were no longer obvious, all she had to simply do is take to another form and they became clear.

“Life as a loner is not something possible for me, I had a home and Hael for protection, but with our combined talents we were just spending each day to live, I didn't have time to practice my talents and he his, preoccupied with living... staying alive. That is why we need a pack and we offer you in return for accepting us mine and his talents.” that was all she would say to this women, unwilling to mention any further weakness and things she lacked; nor would she lie about the fact she wanted a pack because of the resources that would be provided and the ability to freely practice her art at ease. “I don't like women; I avoid them and ask they do the same with me if they don't want to hear my opinions. Nor do i offer my trust or loyalties; for I am loyal only to myself and Hael as of this moment. I offer you my skills. Time will tell if you hold my trust and loyalties, but for now I can also offer you my word that we are no threat to you or others, that we will respect hierarchy and do our share around the place.” breathing in she shrunk back against Hael, feeling irritable and overly emotional after having spoken at such length about herself and things, truths, she'd rather hide.

A hand wrapped around her shoulders, grasping her shoulder lightly as the brindle male hugged her to his side. Dark arms held the lynx tighter to her chest, the cats weight starting to straining the girls good arm but she cared little. “We have an agreement?” Hael voiced, following the woman in silence to what he could only describe as a strange village.