You're not just chosen, it takes devotion

It did not take long for another to materialize at Caelum’s side; a male whom Ganta soon learned was Zephyr, her mate. The younger male gave a good natured smile; “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Zephyr.” He was glad to hear that things had been going well, especially since it had been too long since he’d last seen her. A friendly face and a wise mind… those were the sort of things that Dragoste needed! Ganta couldn’t hide the excitement and happiness that sparkled in his eyes as Caelum asked for him to tell them about Dragoste; this was it, his chance to gain two more potential members.

“Dragoste is a pack that stands for love, loyalty, trust, justice, honor, and being who you are…” The male’s smile widened. “We’re a peaceful pack, focusing on festivals and fun to bring us together though we won’t turn a blind eye to those who are wicked and hurt our family and friends. Together we work as one, getting rid of evils that dare rise up and work at our own individual best strengths. No one is forced to do anything but their best here. If you’re a healer you won’t be expected to fight, just as a hunter wouldn’t be expected to heal and so on.” Ganta let out a soft chuckle.

“Though forgive me if that was a bit… jumbled. Still getting used to all this.” He paused, ears twitching a little bit as he waited to hear what they’d say.