retrograde

It wasn't long before her summons were met. Mint watched with shameless curiosity as a young and handsome male came striding forth. Slate fur with odd accents as well as abrasive fangs caught her eye. She also could not help but to notice how much taller he was then her and he was clearly a bit younger. But, it did not bother her much. She was aware that she was entirely average in height for a female Wolf her age. As she continued watching he offered a polite introduction with name, rank, and pack. Following was an inquire that she could have seen coming. Overall, Mint was appreciative of his formality and the fact that she hadn't been ran off yet.

Mint dipped her head down in a respectful nod before raising again with a very gentle grin to expose the nature of her intentions. "Thank you for coming, Tyrian. I am Mint Mistcrest." A pause. "I'm fairly new to these lands and have been scoping out the local packs. I've grown a bit weary of the rogue life." Mint cocked her head to the side ever so slightly and offered a curious look. "Would you be willing to tell me more about Fireside?"