Mr. Snow Miser [Joining Seracia]

Malia watched and waited when eventually, a wolf arrived. She introduced herself as the queen of the pack whom borders she stood at and Malia became curious, perhaps too curious. "Howdy there, I?m Malia Lagi. I called ya ?cause I?m really curious. I?ve heard of one of these pack things but neva really met one. I heard a rumor once that packs were ruthless and cruel, but you don?t look like a ruthless wolf or a vicious wolf. What exactly is a pack?" She posed the question as she tilted her head to the side. When she tilted her head it was almost to the point where she would fall on her side as she tried to turn her head upside down.


Malia felt a little flustered, like she wasn?t too sure what to say. "Ma?am, if these rumors I?ve heard aren?t true, I?d like to join. I?ve always liked bein? around other wolves. I?m a hunter." She offered with the smallest smile. This wolf before her seemed nice enough and not too oddly serious. Malia at that point was just following the instincts a wolf would have, become part of a pack.