Don't disappoint me
01-07-2014, 10:18 PM
Not long after the first woman's call another would bring its sound to her ears. They seemed far off, so it was no surprise that she was in the clearing alone for a few more moments. She would turn her attention to the pretty she wolf as her words caressed her, "Trophy? Not exactly. I have beauty enough to be a trophy yes, but I have my uses. I can do more than just be someones object to look at. I have to be able to run and track for the pack and not be someone sex object." She would nod to the woman, of course the ranks were open to her if she could prove herself. The one who owned the call would then wind its way into her vision, instinctively the she wolf would bring her royal figure to attention. Champagne hued banner would lift over her back as alabaster audits sought out the lyrics of the silver woman, "Greetings, sorry to interrupt but as my request was similar to to the first call?I'd figure I'd lighten the legwork of those that would grant audience. I'm D?gmar Thyre of the northern wastes and I come seeking a pack to join." Impra would shake her head, this would make for an easier acceptance she would only need to explain herself once. "I came here to answer some questions of mine. I was curious about learning more of the pack. I had an understanding of what the women become, and your statement confirmed more of it. Still, do the women here get to be what they wish and aren't just trophies for the king? And what of the males? With such a structure in the pack as far as the women go, where do they stand?" the darker she wolf would visibly hold herself in a more respectable manner and Impra would digest her questions. She would turn her attention to the silver she wolf, who seemed much more keen on joining into their ranks. "Only the great should choose to join Glaciem, we seek the blood lines of the strong and willing. For this Kingdom will provide you protection and a purpose, all we ask is loyalty and devotion. Glaciem is whatever you make of it dear, you can be drafted in to the ranks of a hunter, or assailant, or brood. Males are expected to look after the children of the King and his brood." Her eyes would fall back to each of them, judging their reactions and seeing if they would fully make the commitment. |