DHow curious! o:


D She greeted his glance with a quick nod, glad he decided to raise his head for a moment. Although common courtesy was expected by lone wolves - especially when seeking acceptance - she did prefer to see a wolf's eyes when she was speaking with them. Although gazing directly into another's eyes often would provoke them, she found that some wolves could be read by the flashes in their eyes. She had read something regarding reading people by their 'body language' and their eyes in a human book, and had reflected how animals tended to do this naturally. It had amused her how humans felt the compulsion to record the obvious.
D She frowned slightly as the male shivered, wondering if he was really looking at her, or looking right through her. For a moment, his eyes glazed over as he lost himself in his own thoughts, but he recovered quickly enough. She snorted quietly at the male's words, amused that he would go to say he would do anything to be accepted into the pack. She shook her head, smiling to herself. "I should hope that no one would ever take advantage of those words. Anything is a lot to promise," she replied quietly. "In any case, what could you offer to the pack?" All wolves she had met could hunt, and it came as an instinct to some and a learned behaviour to others. To survive, one had to kill: it was the simplest truth that existed. Of course, some wolves had many other skills, whether it be the ability to tell a fascinating tale, to build things with their Optime hands, or to inspire those around them, everyone had some sort of talent.

D She watched, curious as the male turned away to fetch something. At first, she thought he might have been scared away by her words and decided against joining, but she noticed that he was moving toward something - not away from her. The minute feeling of loss passed and she sighed quietly, glad she would not lose a wolf before they even joined. She cocked her head as he approached, watching as he took something out of his bag. He unrolled it, displaying a number of dull tools, slightly tarnished but appearing to be rather sharp. She did not know what these things were if they were not weapons, and was glad he decided to explain their purpose.
D She frowned as he spoke, wondering how such sharp things could possibly help a wolf when they were harmed. Would it not do more damage? The only thing she could think these items might be of use for would be to remove an infected limb, in which case they were far too small. But, perhaps they could remove smaller things, like... splinters from wood. Although the tools themselves were foreign to her, his words reminded her of things she had read in a book. Of course, she supposed what he spoke of and what had read might only be vaguely connected. She would have to ask him about these tools further, for she did not fully comprehend their purpose. "I'll have to ask you how such sharp utensils can heal, but... perhaps you can explain that to me as we find you a den. I'll hold you to your promise of loyalty, for you are ranked Periokoi, subordinate of Shadowed Sun." She smiled and took a step back, nodding with her head, an indication for Connor to follow her deeper into the lands. She had much to tell him about the pack, that was certain. She would have to explain how their ranks and co-ranks worked, and encourage him to perhaps try and work for a medicinal co-rank, for if his skills were up to par, it would be useful to have a healer in the pack.