Sales Pitch

A pleased smile settled onto Aurielle’s features as Red spoke of his enjoyment of the festivities, nodding understanding as he spoke of his hopes. He would see how his wares did soon enough—she would be singing the start of the first Fair soon.

She cocked her head as he got to the meat of his reasoning for wanting a word, and a slight grin bloomed on her jaws as he spoke of his skills, her eyes flicking toward his wares before she turned them back to the man. He wasn’t desperate, that was obvious.

Would she turn him down? Heavens no. “You have already proven your worth as both an intelligent individual, a hunter, and even as a crafter with much knowledge that would see my pack well cared for. I won’t lie, we are in dire need of ambitious wolves who are truly willing to work for a better future and a high rank.”

She settled in, then, explaining about the ranks of Valhalla, each of the Circles, both current, and planned, and how they worked. Now and then she would pause to allow him a moment to absorb, and form any questions, and consider where he wished to run in the Circles.

For all that Laisren was the highest-ranking Hunter in the Hunting Circle, thus far, she had been wholly unimpressed. The only times she saw him actively attending to his duty as a hunter, was when she called the Hunt for the Moose. Calling hunts was a major part of the Predator’s job. And he was failing utterly. And perhaps she was failing in letting him slack.

The only Circle she told him little about, was the Shadow Circle. None of the Common Pack members were to know the true purpose of that Circle—what they didn’t know could not be passed on to other packs by accident, thus stripping Valhalla of an added layer of protection from other packs that might not be amenable to alliances or non-aggression. She would have to watch the pack closely for proper prospects for that Circle to get it started, though. The best candidates would probably be nondescript wolves who were not memorably colored.

She was frank and honest with him, but it was obvious she was more than accepting him to Valhalla’s ranks.

She finished with, “If you need time to choose a Circle, would be ranked as an Outlander for the time being until you choose. What do you think?”

It was her turn to watch him with interest, head cocked as she waited for his final answer.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think