Armai's den was large, as expected of a healer of course. Rivaxorus found it easy to find because it had smelt like his mothers den. Scattered with herbs and the like, but he was mainly searching for Jaelle. Nose carrying him to the specific willow. Away from the borders and safely nestled closer to the center. "Jaelle you here?" he asked gently from the entrance of the den. His two different colored eyes searching for a sign of her. The important thing was to get to know her and what she wanted to do. After all, at the moment she was a stranger. The large male lowered his head, thinking in the back of his head. If she wanted to stay she could but she would have to be tested. Of course that would wait until she felt better, perhaps they could learn something from this sickness as well. Considering his brother was sick with it. He slightly was pain stake by that. The alpha threw the thoughts away so he cold concentrate on the task at hand. "Talk" "You" Think

*Home Turf -- Weeping Woods

She had been feeling better with each day, and was so thankful for this pack and the members within it. Without them she would most likely be dead, there was no doubt about it. She still wasn't feeling one hundred percent better, but she was on her way there. Jaelle had been offered shelter, food, herbs and care, but had done nothing in return. She sighed, resting her head on her paws. She was about to doze off when she heard her name being called. Looking up, she blinked as she focused on the shape outside of the den she was in. Jae wasn't used to the scents of others just yet, she had been stuffed up when she first got here. But from the voice and looks, it was Rivaxorus. She rose to her paws and shook out her monotone coat, padding towards the entrance of the den. "Yes, I am here," she said softly, offering the alpha a smile. She sat down in front of him, but still kept her distance. She knew that she was better, but Jaelle was still afraid that she would still be able to get him sick. "Also, I would like to thank you for everything that you've done. I owe you and your pack my life," she said with a dip of her head. "If there is anything I can do, please let me know," Jaelle's tail wagged on the ground, her bells chiming as they dragged on the earth. She felt bare without her scarf on, but it was tucked away somewhere. She still needed to go out and clean it, t only make sure that nothing clung to it. "SPEAK"

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One thing Rivaxorus always did was made sure women had their space. Well the same went for any wolf, as long as they were comfortable he wouldn't pressure himself upon anyone. It seemed like she was getting better though, which made him very happy. Rivaxorus had been a sad case of enjoying it when he saw others and not himself in a glad state of mind. Even if sometimes he got ahead of himself on those occasions. A small smile grew on his face, giving a small chuckle to her words. "You do not owe us anything Jaelle, a life isn't something you can put up for bargain." he told her as his ears flicked. Maybe he worded that wrong, after all someone could put their life on the line for something. Though he meant in a term of trading lives for other things. "Actually I came to extend an offer - I wanted to know if you intended to stay in Myriad or leave." He breathed carefully. "Once you get better I'd want to test the field you want to excel at. Myriad is a family you should know though so we'd protect you where it's due. And I focus on wolves wanting to unlock their potential." Look at him sounding all official. To a wolf who no doubt was older than himself. Eventually as well, he wanted to ask where she got those bells from. They made a sound he never thought he'd be able to forget. "Talk" "You" Think

Her tail flicked behind her in shock, the chorus of bells following the movement. She had done some trading in her days, so there was always something in return for an action. A safe place to stay for food, protection in trade of herbs. But to owe this man and his pack nothing, it felt... wrong. Her ears pinned slightly as she shuffled on her paws, clearly uncomfortable with his verdict. Jaelle did not wish to argue with him however, so she just stood there, quite unsure of what to say. And then it dawned on her. They must get all licks of wolves that come by, let alone join one of these pack things. Perking back up, she smiled softly at him. "I could offer my services as a translator. I speak a number of languages, and I'm always out to learn more. I can speak French and Italian, although I understand far more than I can speak. Dutch I am totally fluent in. It's very easy for me to pick up on other tongues, if that is something that will be helpful to you," Jae really had no idea, but hey. It was something. She would feel a lot better in any case, and feel like she would truly be able to relax. When Rivaxorus spoke about her staying here indefinably, she paused for a long while. She was used to being part of a group, not so much a pack. She had been close with her fellow gypsies, they had been like a family to her. But since they had all but disappeared, she had nothing and nowhere to go. "Would I be allowed to travel? I am not used to being in one place for too long and being restricted to one area would drive me mad," Her body shuddered at the thought, her bells singing out. It wasn't a bad idea, but it was not something she could answer right now. "Would you allow me more time to think on this, Rivaxorus? It is an awfully big choice, and I need to sleep on it." She hummed. She did like Armai and Xeph, it would be nice to be able to see them all the time. But staying in the borders and being on beck and call all the time, she wasn't sure if she could handle that. "SPEAK"

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He believed that at times it was good to go out of your way to save someone. Rivaxorus didn't do it expecting something in return, at least to a fault. Thanks enough was given to him and he enjoyed that far more than thinking about a wolf owing him something. Though he would use it to his advantage if a certain situation came into play. Jaelle was much different, each time her bells rang his ears would twitch to the mysterious sound. It was strange and almost god like to him. Though he knew the deities played no major role in their lives. When she spoke of her languages, he seemed a bit more excited. "I think we have a member currently who only speaks french, her name is Soliel." Rivaxorus smiled towards her. "It would be wonderful if we could set up a meeting for all of us. She needs a voice just as much as my other members do." He explained for a moment. "I myself am fluent in Japanese." he thought maybe if at any time if Jaelle wanted to learn he'd be willing to teach that to her. Then she would go on to ask him about her life in the pack. "As long as you let me know you'll be leaving I don't see a problem with it. I'm often in other territories when I can. Just because you're in a pack doesn't mean you're restricted. I encourage you to do the things you enjoy. In return we all protect each other where we can. Cover each others weaknesses." Rivaxorus answered her kindly. As she asked if she could have more time. He nodded his head. "Of course Jaelle, it is a very big choice to make. Whatever makes you comfortable, consider yourself a friend regardless if you stay or not." his tail flicked for a moment. "Talk" "You" Think

Jaelle perked up further when the young male said that there was a woman who just spoke French, and suggested a meeting to have her translate. She nodded her head eagerly, but nearly leaned all the way forward when he said that he spoke a new language. Jae was always looking to learn more, and here was an opportunity right in her face! She giggled softly, her tail giving a happy wag. "I will be glad to help with this Soliel. And if you have spare time from being a big alpha man, would you be able to teach me some Japanese? I would adore to add another language to my list!" Her bark was loud, it was all too easy to see that she was excited. There was nothing she loved more than learning more and more languages, she was almost obsessed with it. Her bells sang out in a happy chorus as her tail wagged a mile a minute. When it came to the pack, it seemed that it was far more open than she thought. She would be able to come and go as she pleased, and just needed to let him know if she was going for good. Well, it was a reasonable enough request. Jaelle nodded slowly, feeling more resolved in her choice. "I will stay here for now, you have welcomed me in so nicely. I haven't been able to find anyone in my troupe so having a family again sounds good," He just made it all sound so wonderful, it was hard to turn him down. "SPEAK"

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Rivaxorus was glad they would have Jaelle around for longer. She was a refreshing face, no doubt full of mysterious culture that he wanted to learn about. "You'll have to teach me about your culture sometime as well. Give me a few history lessons." the male laughed a little bit. "I'll call you when I have some free time to teach you." Rivaxorus stood to his paws. Tail flicking out behind him. He didn't want to stay too long, he had other things to attend to after all. Rivaxorus smiled towards the woman and gave a strict dip of his head. "I'll see you around Jaelle I must return to my duties." He dipped his head towards the woman before taking his leave. Though staying long enough just in case she had something that she needed to say. He was happy though. Some sort of bubbles flowed up in his chest. Pride he could call it. Yet... he couldn't laze about. There were things to be done. "Talk" "You" Think

She smiled when he brought up her culture, although there was a touch of sadness in her features. It would be nice to share the stories of her past, she really did love to tell them. "I'll take you up on that, I am an excellent story teller," she said softly. Her tail swung behind her slowly, her bells chiming at the movement. She was really excited for him to teach her another language though, it was an addiction she had not been able to feed for quite some time. There was no one else here that she had run into who spoke something different, only a few to broaden her understanding of French and Italian. Although she could fully understand them, speaking was another thing. He stood up, and Jaelle remained seated. He commented about having to go off, and she nodded her head. Picking up her front left paw she waved him off, metal clashing on metal as her bell bangles moved about. "Go off and do your big alpha things. Although I might need a run down on what is the norm around here, or for any pack. It's not really something I bothered to store in this big ol' head of mine." Jaelle said with a grin. She waited at the mouth of the den for him to leave, enjoying the bit of fresh air. Lowering herself to her belly, she rested her monotone head on her front legs. "SPEAK"

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