Young and Old ; New and Bold

Ganta gave a small nod as the male said that he was still in the same den he’d once used before he claimed the land. The younger man hadn’t realized that anyone had been living here… but he was glad that he had decided to stay. His ghostly gaze shown a little brighter as the brute gave his name; Inverno. “It is a pleasure to get to speak with you like that at last, Inverno.” The brute paused for a moment before continuing. “In our ranking system, based on your age, you’d be one of the Tier three ranks. I hope you don’t mind that… It means you’d be helping Roza and myself with some important decisions about Dragoste.” He canted his head to the side. “But the question is do you fancy yourself more of a fighter or hunter? Perhaps a healer?” He needed to know where to place the other wolf… and he certainly didn’t want to assume.