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Azure · 11-14-2022, 08:44 PM

The ghost-like man continued, speaking in fittingly soft tones of how he'd intended to join their pack. Gabriel. It was not a wolf Azure had ever heard the name of before.. which might have meant the man was a stranger, and not a pirate. New member acquisition had never been his forte however, that role had always belonged to his father. The same man who was now holed up in the Hallows, deep in grief. The decision would be on Az alone this time.

He dipped his head in a shallow greeting as the name was given, following the movement with a gesture to the side to invite the man over the border. It was a long walk through the woods and certainly safe enough to allow a loner through while he questioned him. "Not many come across our borders by chance." He stated as he walked. "It's both a gift and a curse of the north. Did someone recommend you to us?" As far as Azure was aware, most of the wolves who sought to join had a prior association with his pack or his father to know where to look.

It was possible the pale man had simply stumbled upon the pack borders and decided to plant his roots, an understandable circumstance as the Armada was currently the largest pack in Boreas. If that was the case, the stranger would need at least some information about the pack he sought to join. "Our pack is large, made up primarily of warriors - some of the strongest in the world. We've gone through a few phases but our start was as a private army of sorts for the Empire to the south. After that we shifted into what my father called a school for warriors. While we are neither of those things currently, our primary focus is still centered around that strength. What is it that you offer to us, Gabriel? What brings you to seek a home here?"

"Speech"

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