And So We Meet

Fern had his attention now. He was clearly enticed. His eyes were locked on her, and he'd straightened up before, seemingly trying to appear bigger, stronger, more masculine. Whether consciously or not, he was trying to impress her. He even grinned and chuckled a bit. She figured he was younger, so his hormones were probably raging, making him an easy target. Chances were, if she continued like this, he'd be a useful ally.
His story about being pack-born only proved her previous thought. He'd  been with Talis for a long time, and as he grew he would likely ascend quickly in rank. The part about being present for both a big move and a change in leadership was very interesting. Fern made note of it for future reference. He then told her that he was participating in the raid and that he'd probably be a Crusader or Knight soon.
After the male finished speaking about himself, he asked her a question, to which she answered. "Yes, I am. I just joined at the Talis meeting prior to the raid one." She didn't elaborate, and decided instead to keep the focus on him. Young males loved that. "You're participating in the raid as well? How very impressive. You do seem strong and healthy enough to do a spectacular job. And Crusader, Knight? Both those jobs are for strong and healthy wolves, so I'm sure you'll fit right in. Tell me, what is your name?"
Fern made sure to keep her vocals rich, sweet, and smooth as honey, drawing out some words of praise. When she'd finished, she tilted her head in a birdlike fashion, her lashes lowered and her gold eyes locked into his, tail flicking slowly. Moonlight flickered in the wolf's olive eyes, tinting them silver.