Did he try to find his mothers killer? The nightmare seemed to be bleeding into his reality. It felt like the ground had been swept from under him. Leaving him on his back withhis limbs struggling. He had thought about sticking around obsidean beach longer but something from his memory had drawn the young wolf to the edge of the woods. His feiry coat gleaming handsomely in the light. Nirahs ears angled forward his had close to the ground to take in the border scents. The armada... hed made it.

Did this pack know his mother at some point? Nirah had heard rumors that the Armada was very oreintated toward the militstic side of things. Would he have to demand to be trained? His shoulders flexed trying to ease his nerves as his head rang out in a polite call. The tone cracking slightly with the low inclation of his voice.

I can't destroy what isn't there

The Warlord was distracted when a call came out at his borders. He titled his head, the sound jostling him from thoughts of the puppies that would be on their way. His oldest son was finally having his first litter of children. There was a lot of logistics to go over. It was summer still, but they were going to have to stretch out their supplies. He had run the numbers, with the current amount of wolves the Armada had, it was going to be a difficult Winter to keep everyone fed. The Armada was reaching an alarmingly large number of wolves.

He shook out his head, pushing away the thoughts as he made his way to the woods Curious to see what brought a wolf to his borders. He saw the orange-toned wolf, young and shorter than himself. He dipped his head in greeting. “Welcome to the Armada, I’m Sirius, the Warlord here. What brings you to my borders?”


"Speech"

It was quick. He expected no less from the reputation that Armada had. Nirah gave a respectful dip of his head. It wasnt his intention to waste this alphas time. "Nirah Klein. Im here because someone murdered my mother Recluse Klein. I want to train to hunt them down and the Armada was rumored to have blood ties to the klein family not just that but your battle prowess is high as well." thats all he knew of the pack. He was too young to have done much research on his own.

"If thats a problem id like information on other packs i can look into." Nirah had been living in hiding most of his puphood. Well he was done.

I can't destroy what isn't there

The Warlord's expression darkened as the wolf before him explained who he was - and, more importantly - who his mother was. If the wolf before him had been anyone else, he would have simply turned him away. His relation to Recluse complicated things.

He stepped forward and placed a paw gently on the other wolf's shoulder. “The Armada is nearly at capacity, but you are correct - I have ties to the Kleins, and to your mother. You can stay in the Armada until the end of Autumn, and in that time we will train you. In return, I want to know anything you recover on the murder of Recluse, and of your siblings.”


"Speech"

Nirah didnt know what hed been expecting. At first he had been finding himself numbly sizing the alpha up. Sirius words and his gesture threatened the sadness bubbling in him but hed already decided that anger was better than a black cloud of depression. It felt like a weight had suddenly lifted off his shoulders though. "I-I greatly appreciate it. I promise Ill make sure not to cause trouble for your pack." he decided he respected this man.

"Me and my littermates had been hiding from Medusa and insomnia at obsidean beach after she took over. Medusa held my older siblings. Whoever killed Recluse seems to have kidnapped my brother, i think thats what she was doing looking for him. I could only track the scent so far but I know the killer was female and had some kind of purple fur. " by the time Nirah has found his mother she had bled out her throat ripped as she desperately tried to return to her youngest litter.

"Thank you Sirius you dont know how much I appreciate it." he didnt normally go out of his way to compliment others. After all hed found a sharp tongue made it easier to chase others away if they bothered him. But he was growing older now and a fiery burning urge for revenge had been born in him.