Trouble, Trouble, Trouble. (Joining)

Claston had to hold back a snort, as she peered up at the unusually large wolf whom had approached her. She stood, it not making much of a difference, but at least giving the she-wolf some comfort, for even though she was completely comfortable with her size, next to the mammoth of a wolf, she felt like a dwarf.

Toxic green gaze fixated on the high ranking wolf, ears perked up in attention, and tail lowering to hang slightly between her legs, yet still held up, Claston bowed to the wolf. "Tis of great pleasure to be in your presence, then. My name is Claston Chankito." She smiled as if humoured by the femme's comment about the packs, "Yes, I've heard many a comment about this pack. Not too many were good, most were ill-natured in fact, yet I was intrigued. It's not often I hear of a pack with a dark history, for I almost always hear of these kind, regal, honorable packs with none a mark of darkness on them. It bothers me a great deal." She rolled her eyes playfully, smiling good-naturedly at Champion.

Blinking as she was faced with the question of what she could bring to the table, a smirk slowly grew upon her face. "I've been trained in the beautiful art of misery since I was but a pup. 9 1/2 months and they started showing me how to fight. Sparring was a pleasure. And they taught me at 6 months, as I had to be rescued from some wretched ingrates." She snorted, her lips pulling up in disgust at the memories of her blood parents, before she shook her head to rid herself of the thoughts.

"I've been taught in the arts of manipulation, deception, murder, and covering your tracks. I am a swift and silent hunter, though I prefer hunting at nighttime." She paused to catch a short breath, before plowing on, "I believe fighting is a privilege, and it's quite a pleasure for me. I enjoy battles for I savor every moment of victory, and if I am caught in defeat, I am relentless during training for the next battle. Also, whenever I am caught in a tough situation, I am a quick and clever thinker, easily finding ways to get out." She smiled innocently, as she finished and stared expectantly up at the other female, studying her features and storing the wolfess' scent in the back of her mind for the future.