Bone Dry
Shard
04-03-2021, 07:34 PM
Naiche was all about work. So even as he had the new wolf come with him for a patrol he was giving the environment the same amount of attention as he did to get to know the stranger. “I’m hardly a sort to aim for casual socializing but be aware it's just as important to know the members of the pack you belong to as it is the land. If a fight happens your life is as much in their paws as theirs are in yours.” He paused glancing at the ground to look more pointedly at Acciona, “Anyone you haven’t met yet you should make a point of going to say hello.” It was made as a point of fact not arguing whether she had or hadn’t. That said moving back forward, walking through the pain-in-the-tail snow. “What do you happen to gain from the armada? Everyone here should be trying to better themselves. Will you be a fighter, healer, hunter, or something else?” Fighting was of course Naiche’s favorite and a thing he felt like all wolves should love but had come to learn not all felt the same way he did. If she was a hunter or healer he wouldn’t be able to help much in those skills but fighting, oh that was an area he could always help in. Naiche couldn’t smell any of the normal scents of spring. No scents of fresh flowers or grass, no sign of bees flitting about or pheasants amongst the grass. Nope. Lots of snow though. His eyes scanned the surrounding area. If a bear would be kind enough to appear they could have some real fun. No sign or scent of one at the moment sadly. "Naiche"
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