Mirajane was caked in mud up to her elbows, and grinning like a fool. The young woman was more than happy to go about in this state for the most part, but she was worried her long winter coat would mat instead of shedding now that warmth was returning to the world. What she needed was to bunker down for a week or two, put some weight back on... Right? In all honestly the naive little creature was still more than a bit uncertain when it came to the whole 'making her own way in the world' business. She hummed to herself, eyes scanning the horizon. A few weeks past she'd run into a male here, and he'd been friendly enough. Maybe he was still hanging around? She could certainly smell a few more wolves on the wind, and that was only mildly terrifying... She tossed her head back to howl, a relatively quiet thing, belying her uncertainty. "Talk" "You" Think

A quiet howl from the border might have escaped attention, but Kassander perked up immediately. There was someone calling from the border? Kass wasn't too proud to admit that he'd been getting a little down about the lack of interest in his pack, in his quest to mold it into a band of guardians and knights. At first there had been a flicker, but now all he could draw from his packmates was... nothing. His siblings supported him, Fendar seemed to believe in his cause, but all anyone else had shown was boredom or irritation or disrespect. When was he supposed to miraculously blossom into a leader capable of inspiring them with his words and presence? His mother had been like that. Drashiel, Valen - they were young too but they seemed to have no trouble forging forward and creating the life they wanted to live for themselves. And where was he? Moping around hoping for something to happen to him. Well, now it had - the call. Hopping to his feet with alacrity, he loped the short distance, slowing as he spotted the pretty, silvery, mud-covered female at the edges of the rocks that made his home. He grinned - still child enough to have to suppress a wiggle at the fun implied by the mud splashed up her legs though he'd been too caught up in himself and his own perfectionism to have that sort of fun as a pup. "Hello," he hailed her brightly, coming to a stop in front of her. "You look like you've been having fun." "Talk" "You" Think

A man appeared in short order, and Mirajane perked up. He was a lot bigger than her and his coat was so red and pretty. She smiled, tail wagging a bit. She quirked her head to the side, waiting a breath, to see if any spirits were planning on joining her. They had been oddly distant for the last few days but Mira wasn't too worried about it. It had happened before, anyways. "Hi there!" she chirped, voice chipper. The smaller girl drew in a breath. "So I met a wolf here in the winter and he seemed nice and I was wondering if maybe he was still here and if maybe I could visit or stay a while or something, like I know this is a pack and maybe you don't accept everyone but I really don't know how to take care of myself on my own and maybe I could help you out or something if that would be alright with you." She dragged in another breath, lungs thoroughly expended from that long-winded plea. She was nervous though, her legs were shaking. It occurred to her at once that she didn't even know this guy's name, let alone if he was even in a position to allow her into the pack. She gasped and dipped into a quick bow. "Oh! I'm Mirajane Luxion." Manners had never really been her strong point, but no one could say she didn't try. "Talk" "You" Think

The girl's sudden geyser of words surprised Kass - set him completely back on his heels honestly and he had to sit down and just let the stream wash over him. She'd met someone here this winter? Who? She wanted to join the pack? Ok, ok, he could follow enough of it to give a semi coherent answer anyway. "Did he give a name? What did he look like? If they're still here I'd be able to tell you. As for joining - Ebony accepts anyone as long as they're willing to actually be part of the community and do their part for their packmates. You sound like you're willing to do that so - we'd be happy to have you, Mirajane. I'm Kassander Xanilov," he added with a smile, mimicking the tacked on introduction she'd given. "I'm Ebony's leader. What is it you like to do? If you like we can get you training in whatever you want. Healing, fighting, hunting, or all three if you want to." "Talk" "You" Think