A formal request and invite could not be refused, not by a burdened plague daughter. As much as she loathed, and hated these kinds of wolves, she had no opinion nor mind of her own. Her personality had been warped around whoever she was facing in those moment and Daegmar at the time had been the woman who faced with making her more of a demon than usual. The feminine large chested woman would crawl upon the borders of the forest and raise her head in a howl. Stroking her ego slightly as she went through her head of possibilities in her personality to please whoever was going to accept her. While she would not wish herself to be a burden on anyone, it was how life went. The ivory and gray woman with odd brown markings sat, and lowered her head. Sea-green bright eyes scanning the outskirts of these borders. Would she be permitted entry easily since it was an invite from the battlefield to be trained by one of their warriors. If not it didn't matter either way, this would be her new home. Her new prison to flaunt her shackles around in a unending secret of her unfathomable events of mental state. Speech,

Stretched across the bark covered body of a fallen tree D?gmar Thyre was letting her thoughts seep into the mist that enveloped her. Her body was quickly returning to it's regular state, her mind hardened even further to pain as she had returned to Arcanum triumphant over the agonies of birthing life. After a quick patrol around the borders she was content to take her rest and work out her plans for the training. She'd call a meeting soon enough but before then she needed to work out a method. It was sure to be a challenge with so many egotistical wolves in the pack. A howl reached her ears and they flicked lightly before emerald green eyes opened and a smile tugged at her maw. Ah yes? Ragna, the odd little femme she'd stumbled upon at the battlefield. Rising gracefully to her feet the sultry femme took to her feet in powerful and confident strides to come upon the form of the fae she desired to see. "Hello Ragna, and welcome. You have a chance now to become a force to be reckoned with though there is one last test. You much be accepted by my Lady, Cataleya. Queen of Arcanum."

A howl echoed across the lands of her home, bringing the Queen to turn and head towards the source. Greeting potential members had slowed since her higher ups had taken over and starting accepting new wolves but todays she would answer this one. Silver legs pulled her towards the border, eyes coming to rest on a pale woman within several minutes. The Queen would slide from the shadows, coming to stand before the woman, eyes roaming over her pale form. But the woman was not alone. The Queens Marquis, Daegmar stood before her, clearly already knowing the woman. Coral pools roamed over the woman's form, noting the ivory that wrapped a majority of the woman's body, darkening around her face before being interrupted by startling chocolate ears. Eyes of vibrant emerald stood out against her pelt. "She would be correct. What makes you think you are worthy of my time?" A brow would lift as she watched the woman easily. For once, she would not doubt this new wolf, Daegmar appeared to know her, and if the Marquis had brought her to Arcanum then she must good, decent at least. The silver temptress remained standing, tail swaying idly, crown held high as she waited for an answer.

There was a slap in the face with this, though her stoic form would show no internal signs of what she was thinking. Her tail would come to rest simply below her as she stood to face the queen. Muscles that sat underlying her fur, showed no signs of prior fighting training. They had used her as a hunter back in the mountains, she had been their main supply of food. Mainly with the bounty she brought in with her sheer power having just a large chest. It wasn't ugly, but it was noticeable the amount of oxygen she took in was more than usual. Her eyes would meet purple, sea-green cloudy eyes as it seemed would flicker and shine with the interesting thoughts. What made anyone worthy, because she wasn't, she was a devilish creature. But of course that was a deep secret she had to live as if it didn't exist. "I have the potential to train, my mind is adequate to taking in information. I have no fighting training, but I have seen enough of it and I'm willing to learn. Daegmar invited me, to throw away my life of waiting." Her tone clear and crisp as usual. As she confidently waited for the prying eyes to judge her and give her a test. Speech,

The woman spoke clearly and wasted no time in explaining why she was here. The silver woman wasted no time in waiting for Daegmar to speak, the Marquis had brought this woman to her borders, however she would not deny the Commander as chance to speak if she so chose. "Very well. If Daegmar invited you then I see no reason to turn you away." The ivory woman had openly admitted that she had fighting experience, but was more than willing to learn. The Queen thought carefully, trying to determine how she would go about testing this woman's still. Hunting perhaps? "Before I allow you into my pack, you must pass a small test. Go and find me a bird, I don't care what kind, just bring me a bird." Silver haunches reclined towards the earth, settling in to wait for the woman to leave and return with her prize. "Do you accept?" This one didn't appear to be the type to waste the Queens time, so she made herself comfortable, eyes shifting to Daegmar briefly.

A bird, what a simple task, but she would not think of it as so. This woman was trusting her with a task given so simply and easily. "I Accept Queen Cataleya. My name is Ragna and I shall bring you a bird." the words flew off her tongue easily, as the woman then turned away. It was easy to find a bird, the question was, what sort would be perfect. She didn't care what it was so it didn't matter and instantly she was clicking into her hunting mode on the borderline of the tree's. Ears perked as she vanished off a bit ways listening to the small chirps. It was autumn so no easy pickings in nests would be possible. Though there was one, a magpie sitting on a branch singing as it usually did. Ragna's eyes locked on it, and she quietly crept to one side of the tree. As she hopped onto the lower branch, she stopped and watched the white wing banded bird for a few moment waiting for the right chance. A few minutes after, it opened its wings and right on que her eyes would lock and she would leap into the air jaws open to snap shut on the bird. Landing on the ground with a now dead limp magpie in her mouth. She had hoped the queen was watching since she was not that far off. Then returning to the meeting spot though, she set the bird down in front of the Queen. Standing, not entirely proudly, but seemingly satisfied with her catch. Now how would she be judged, oh plague daughter of a devil. And she would end up with burdening herself, as she always did, on the darker side of things. Speech,

The woman complied, quickly leaving to go in search of a bird. The Queen waited silently, tracking the female as she moved through the trees, not having to venture very far. She watched intently as the woman caught the bird within a matter of minutes. It was not a hard task to catch a bird, but not everyone found catching the flying critters to be easy. The woman would return, setting the bird as silver paws before looking for judgement. "You will ranked Gentlihomme, a hunter. Your leader is Kaneyna. Welcome." The Queen would rise, giving the woman her rank before taking her leave of the scene, there was no reason to linger. "Any questions?" Standing, the Queen would ask, give the new member only a moment to ask before turning away, leaving the new hunter and Daegmar to do as they pleased. A pleased smirk graced the Queen features as she disappeared into the forest, her was growing everyday, growing stronger. They would soon be a force to be reckoned with.