Naudir observed quietly as the rest of the pack trickled in. They were an interesting mix of characters that was for sure and many of them were quite young. When they'd gathered Tyrannis called the meeting to order. She had indeed settled down but she had yet to really get to know her packmates but that would come with time. She'd had a pleasant conversation with Artemis and looked forward to getting to know the others as well.
Their main business would be electing wolves to the advisory ranks though he followed up with an amendment to the rules on birthing pups. She had no intension of bearing pups under any circumstance but the rule change caused her brow to quirk just slightly but she would not press the issue. Perhaps he was still feeling out the guidelines for the pack. It would be a process that would continually evolve.
She remained silent as she contemplated trying for a rank. There was really only one that might be suitable for her and that was the Chief Intelligence Officer. The question though was how involved did she want to get this early on?
Ashmedai was the first to speak making solid cases for both the Chief Intelligence Officer and the Chief Infantry Officer. Her ears flicked just slightly at the mention of war. She'd be curious to hear his tales of the battle and she wondered if the war he was referring to was the one involving Imperium. She'd heard stories.
Naudir wasn't sure she could make a better case for herself but that wasn't going to stop her from trying. Besides if he was chosen as the Chief Infantry Officer then they'd need another nominee for the rank of Intelligence Officer. She stood to speak.
"I am interested in the rank of Chief Intelligence Officer. I've wandered these lands far and wide and trained in several navigation techniques under my mother, Katja Finnvi, Chieftan of Yfir. Yfir was a pack of traders and raiders and my mother schooled me in both. I admit I have not visited the packs in some time, but that can be swiftly remedied. I have my companions who can allow for a birds eye view of any pack territory I visit from whence we can gather information on the terrain and resources of each." She paused for a moment before continuing. She wanted to be perfectly honest about who she was and even if Tyrannis deemed her mad he would know of her beliefs. "And whether you believe in them or not my gods speak to me through my dreams. Their influence was present in Yfir's traditions. I am sure that Dauntless also will have traditions and a culture all its own. I would seek to learn of these and aid you in shaping and maintaining them."
