A New Start Perhaps? {Joining}

Ah, there he was. The red king came into his vision, and it was obvious that he already knew that Crucible was there. ?You sit upon my land, stranger. Show yourself, if you please.? Crucible had no intentions of staying hidden to this king and so walked out of the corn field quite willingly. For a young one he carried himself with an obvious air of confidence. Why he did so was uncertain for he had no training and no place to call home right now. However, this pride would not permit him to disrespect his obvious superiors and so he dipped his head to the red king politely.

"Hello sir, my calling is Crucible." The young wolf kept his head lowered a tad. He knew he was in no place to assume that the king of Seracia would let him speak to him on equal terms. "I have come seeking a place to call home and to find a mentor." He would keep why he needed to find a home secret for now. Crucible knew he meant no harm to this pack, but he was not certain what kind of relations this king had had with his old pack when they had ruled Glaciem. "I wish to be a warrior sir, but those skills are not just inherited." Though if they were, Crucible surely would have been one of the most gifted yearlings in Alacritis.