Can You Feel My Heart?

His head dipped as she introduced herself as Marina. “I am Regulus Anatolii Adravendi; Archangel of Celestial.” He listened raptly as she spoke of her losses. Three litters. “Love can make us do foolish things, I suppose, though I’m not one to speak. I haven’t experienced that side of life quite yet.” For some reason, his mind flickered briefly to a cream and tan face, delicate with wide sky blue eyes and a smile.

He listened as she went on, ears perked and eyes attentive, letting her finish before he spoke at last. “Celestial is founded on a notion of family, and working together. My goal and I hope everyone else’s, is to hold each other up, and work together for a better, happier tomorrow, and a safe haven for our children and our ancestors to live out their days in peace, while still feeling useful; giving out their knowledge gleaned through years of doing.”

He paused, letting her take in his words, fathomless sapphires locking with those pinkish red eyes as he went on, wanting the female to understand. “If you can work hard for that goal, and help keep the pack glued together, then I will give you a chance. Everyone must work hard in Celestial, so that we may enjoy the fruits of the labor. Currently, we have very few fully trained adults, and children and yearlings who need experienced wolves to teach them what they need to live. This means active adults who will not slack on their mentees’ training.”

He stretched to his paws, tail flicking to clear the debris from his fur. “If you wish to join, you have a few options. You could join now as a Unit, to see how you like Celestial before deciding what rank you wish to try for. If you wish to become a Legionary, you will have to spar with meat the border with a witness from Celestial to prove that you are adequate enough at the skill to hold the rank. Or you can have worked your way up by showing the initiative to spar often, hold fighting training sessions, and patrol regularly with myself or the pack. Show me that you want to move up and can handle the rank.”

He turned, tipping his head in a mute offer for her to walk with him around the Field. “Hunters, too, may join as a Unit and work up from there, or go on a test hunt for perhaps a rabbit to at least show they know how to hunt. Alternately, working your way up, you would have to hold pack hunts – again, show me the initiative to perform and provide for the pack – hold hunting training sessions with the younger generations, and practice your hunting skill actively.” He gave her a light smile, adding, “Can you guess what a wolf wanting to be a healer must do to accomplish that rank?” A test, to ensure he'd had her attention through the whole description.