Gift of the Gods

ooc: setting this thread before morgan leaves c:

The call of a stranger, Chrysanthe was in a deep sleep when she heard the howl. Yet her response was nearly immediate. A flick of her ears, and a few blinks to ward off the sleep in her eyes, and she was on her feet - trailing off in the direction of the howl. Hopefully he wouldn't remain waiting for long, she disliked leaving her guests unattended. Luckily that wasn't something that she had to worry about for long - another had managed to get to him first. Evelette, the woman that her brother had seen potential in at the meeting. She smelled her, heard her voice before she arrived on the scene. The ivory woman seemed to know the male in question - greeted him with a friendly tone to her voice.

Chrysanthe saw no reason to greet him differently. She would end up cutting in before Evelette had the chance to respond to him, but should she go to answer him, the alpha would wait for the other female to finish. She wasn't here to break up a reunion between friends - only to respond to this brute's call. Looking at him, he seemed to be interesting enough, with dual colored eyes and a heavy frame - built like a soldier. Would he want a position like that within Valhalla? She could always use another gamma, but there was a noticeable lack in hunters as of late. "I am Chrysanthe Adravendi, Valhalla's alpha. I'm glad you've taken interest in this pack - but I'm curious. What brought you to our borders?"

Perhaps he was looking for a place to settle down? He was an older male, a bit past his prime, but that was easily combated with experience should he have it. If anything, she was glad that he had gotten a good impression of them, even before ever showing up.