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A slightly amused smirk tugged at her lips as Rhysand Malveaux introduced himself, speaking of his desire to learn more about Elysium and stating that living the life of a loner had become lonely. The smoothness of his tone and the suaveness to his demeanor didn't slip past her, but she didn't address it either. "Of course," she replied easily when he asked if she had some time to tell him about Elysium. "I can always find time to speak about my pack." She settled back onto her haunches, her tail curling around her hip with an elegant flourish. In truth she did have quite a number of things to attend to today so she couldn't linger here too long, but she would never turn away a prospective new member.

"The ideals behind Elysium are simple. This is a place for us to live our lives however we wish. The only stipulation to that is that none of your actions can bring harm to the pack or any of its members. Any mistakes we make are our own and the consequences of them are our own to bear. Other than that, my ranks are earned by proficiency in your skill. Other than my closest advisors, any of the ranks are open for challenge. I'm sure I will always have my favorites, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to have the very best working alongside me." She smirked slightly and turned the attention back over to him. "Any questions?"

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