One of the first things she noticed about the man was that as he looked at her, it was with a look of deep thought, or perhaps awe, although he covered the emotions well. He didn't comment on his emotions, however, and he dipped his head in a sign of respect, asking if he would be able to join the pack. Skye had thought as much; the air of wanderlust and the loner-scent about him confirmed that he had been a loner before, possibly traveling great distances, but now wanted a home to stay in.
She didn't, however, want to be too eager in accepting him; she felt cautious at the moment. "I'm glad to hear it," she said, looking at him in the eye. "Before you call Cercatori d'Arte your home, could you tell me what skills you have that would benefit us, and perhaps a little about yourself?" The female used to not like to ask such questions, but she had learned that she had to - she held nothing against this loner, and felt that he was honest and hard-working, but she couldn't always be sure, and it was good to know a bit about someone who was joining. That way you knew your pack better - she also would like to know what rank to put this man in.
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