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Is it okay if I accept them right here? ^=^;; *Is new to greeting joiners* If not, I can just edit it, ^=^
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Sankor was silent for a moment as he turned to Adelaida. For a moment, the white orbs took in the sight of the male, wondering why she seemed to care so much about what he might think of her. But she found that she wasn’t quite sure. Before, she had been curious and younger. She had been seeking something permanent in her life. But after her Long Nights, she had felt a change come over her. Her initial curiosity had been satisfied by Haku, and so her search for that permanent entity took on a feeling of being sated, if only for the moment. She was taking that road more slowly, tactfully considering what came into her life, quietly knowing that when that search ended, the end would come abruptly.
Cwmfen’s ears pricked forward as the mahogany male spoke. A possibility, he had said. She nodded silently, imperceptibly, once in approval. While it was not necessarily required for all members to take up such roles, it had been made known that it was encouraged. While Sankor’s diction implied that it was not a certainty, his smile and the comment itself told her that he was at least considering this possibility. It showed her what she needed to see to decide whether to make this decision final. The woad-marked female understood how impactful this decision was for the two. When she had first joined Dahlia, she had come running from where she had hailed, and she had needed the protection of a pack. She had wandered about the lands briefly, sniffing at the boarders before finally settling upon the floral-named pack, and even as Haku had admitted her at the boarders, she had wondered at her choice. Did she truly want to be there? She was not a social creature, and she did not want her decision to join to be solely based on her own selfish need for security. But as time had passed, she had grown accustom to the ways of the pack, and she had found that she enjoyed it. While she continued to live life solitarily, the occasional company that she did share was a pleasure. And so she hoped that the two before her would find that they could belong to a pack without completely changing their ways. But she was silent still, wondering at the answer she would receive upon her latter inquiry.
Her inquiry had seemed to cause the mahogany male discontent, which in turn made her discontent. She did not enjoy causing people any sort of discontent needlessly if she could help it. Such a simple question that had brought on some greater response. Perhaps her social skills had not improved at all. Perhaps thinking that they had had only worsened them, a regression that she would most sincerely regret. Letting out her breath slowly, the woad-marked warrior released her frustration with herself, gazing momentarily at the snow covered earth. Content with his answer she looked up at the two, an amiable smile upon her woad-bound maw.
"Welcome to Dahlia de Mai," the silver alto tones were lighter, dancing once more upon the cold air. "You will be ranked as Felix for now. Once you obtain the rank of Circèe, you may take up a co-rank, should you choose to do so. Currently, we have hunters, scouts, and warriors. But there is also a musician and a diplomat." She paused briefly to separate her thoughts. "I am the Head Warrior here. Slay is the Head Hunter, and Haku, who is also Lilium, is the Head Scout. When the time comes, you may first wish to find one of us to see what it is that must be done, though it isn’t necessary." Then, as an after though, she added, "Cercelee is Dahlia’s Rosea." She remembered that no one had told her who the alpha of the pack was, and she had met her quite by accident. Luckily, it had not been an unpleasant experience. Rising, the black female smiled. Briefly she glanced up at the heavens as the silhouette of the Raven passed over them. Contentedly, the woad-marked tail waved once behind her. "You say that you already know these lands well, so I won’t suggest that you acquaint yourself with them. But perhaps a familiar exploration would be pleasant." She was not ordering them, merely offering a thoughtful suggestion—or at least what she considered ‘thoughtful’. Feeling that she had concluded matters decently, she turned about fluidly and trotted away.
"If you need anything, just find me," the soft tones sang softly as she looked over her shoulder. She spoke to both wolves, but the white orbs had fallen ultimately upon Sankor. But before any could respond, she had already disappeared from view, the Raven crawing as he shifted his course to shadow the woad warrior.
Is it okay if I accept them right here? ^=^;; *Is new to greeting joiners* If not, I can just edit it, ^=^
700+
Sankor was silent for a moment as he turned to Adelaida. For a moment, the white orbs took in the sight of the male, wondering why she seemed to care so much about what he might think of her. But she found that she wasn’t quite sure. Before, she had been curious and younger. She had been seeking something permanent in her life. But after her Long Nights, she had felt a change come over her. Her initial curiosity had been satisfied by Haku, and so her search for that permanent entity took on a feeling of being sated, if only for the moment. She was taking that road more slowly, tactfully considering what came into her life, quietly knowing that when that search ended, the end would come abruptly.
Cwmfen’s ears pricked forward as the mahogany male spoke. A possibility, he had said. She nodded silently, imperceptibly, once in approval. While it was not necessarily required for all members to take up such roles, it had been made known that it was encouraged. While Sankor’s diction implied that it was not a certainty, his smile and the comment itself told her that he was at least considering this possibility. It showed her what she needed to see to decide whether to make this decision final. The woad-marked female understood how impactful this decision was for the two. When she had first joined Dahlia, she had come running from where she had hailed, and she had needed the protection of a pack. She had wandered about the lands briefly, sniffing at the boarders before finally settling upon the floral-named pack, and even as Haku had admitted her at the boarders, she had wondered at her choice. Did she truly want to be there? She was not a social creature, and she did not want her decision to join to be solely based on her own selfish need for security. But as time had passed, she had grown accustom to the ways of the pack, and she had found that she enjoyed it. While she continued to live life solitarily, the occasional company that she did share was a pleasure. And so she hoped that the two before her would find that they could belong to a pack without completely changing their ways. But she was silent still, wondering at the answer she would receive upon her latter inquiry.
Her inquiry had seemed to cause the mahogany male discontent, which in turn made her discontent. She did not enjoy causing people any sort of discontent needlessly if she could help it. Such a simple question that had brought on some greater response. Perhaps her social skills had not improved at all. Perhaps thinking that they had had only worsened them, a regression that she would most sincerely regret. Letting out her breath slowly, the woad-marked warrior released her frustration with herself, gazing momentarily at the snow covered earth. Content with his answer she looked up at the two, an amiable smile upon her woad-bound maw.
"Welcome to Dahlia de Mai," the silver alto tones were lighter, dancing once more upon the cold air. "You will be ranked as Felix for now. Once you obtain the rank of Circèe, you may take up a co-rank, should you choose to do so. Currently, we have hunters, scouts, and warriors. But there is also a musician and a diplomat." She paused briefly to separate her thoughts. "I am the Head Warrior here. Slay is the Head Hunter, and Haku, who is also Lilium, is the Head Scout. When the time comes, you may first wish to find one of us to see what it is that must be done, though it isn’t necessary." Then, as an after though, she added, "Cercelee is Dahlia’s Rosea." She remembered that no one had told her who the alpha of the pack was, and she had met her quite by accident. Luckily, it had not been an unpleasant experience. Rising, the black female smiled. Briefly she glanced up at the heavens as the silhouette of the Raven passed over them. Contentedly, the woad-marked tail waved once behind her. "You say that you already know these lands well, so I won’t suggest that you acquaint yourself with them. But perhaps a familiar exploration would be pleasant." She was not ordering them, merely offering a thoughtful suggestion—or at least what she considered ‘thoughtful’. Feeling that she had concluded matters decently, she turned about fluidly and trotted away.
"If you need anything, just find me," the soft tones sang softly as she looked over her shoulder. She spoke to both wolves, but the white orbs had fallen ultimately upon Sankor. But before any could respond, she had already disappeared from view, the Raven crawing as he shifted his course to shadow the woad warrior.