A Break In This Storm
She didn't know why, but the alpha was laughing, and she couldn't decide if he was laughing with her, or at her. Either way, it was better than him being angry, which she was thankful for. She watched as his body seemed to relax as he chuckled and laughed, and she began to wonder just how often an alpha got to laugh like this. Back home, she never saw her alpha laugh, or even rack a smile. But Bass of Abaven seemed different. He seemed more warm, and not just because his body heat was warming her drenched self. "I do miss a home. I miss having a family even more." She admitted, turning her head towards the entrance of the den as she thought about her home, the storm outside seemed to reflect the conditions back home as well; cold, loud, and terrifying.
Hearing the word mercenary confused Chanel for a moment. Weren't mercenaries suppose to be meaner than this? She scooted closer, more interested in the description of this pack now more than ever. To others, she probably looked like a young pup listening to a scary story. Slowly the conditions of the pack started to make more sense; Bass rented out his pack members for other packs, which was strange to her, but made sense all the same. It was a unique way to run a pack, and it offered her the chance to meet people from all walks of life, which she was quite excited about.
When the older male finished, he asked if she would like the position of... what was it again? Officer? Someone who had the freedom to venture to other packs and sounded like they had to have skills like a ninja. She absolutely loved the idea. "Your pack sounds like fun Bass! I had no idea packs lent out their members like this, it sounds very noble and strategically smart. I'm glad to have run into this place." She beamed up at him. For some reason, she really liked this wolf. She wasn't usually one to instantly connect people, let alone trust them. But she did, she felt like she could already trust this alpha. That was a luxury she hadn't had before.
She took in a deep breath, "I like that the officer position in your pack has so much freedom, and gets to meet so many people. Sneaking around at my size shouldn't be a problem. I quite like the idea. I wouldn't mind helping people." The pearl female let out a breath, here came the moment of truth. Did she deserve to be in another pack? Would she prove everyone back home wrong? "Mr. Bass, that sounds like a wonderful idea. I would love to be an officer in your pack!" Suddenly the cold of the outside didn't bother her, the uncomfortableness of her soaked coat didn't annoy her, the ache in her limbs from traveling didn't hurt her. She was simply... happy.