Under One Sky (tag young Tortugans)

Gossamir would soon arrive, not long after he had made his own appearance. The female was on top of things, and definitely not like the delicate females he was used to being around in the past. He saw a great strength and courage in her, and a different sort of strength, though certainly no less, as well as wisdom within Qanik. Both had skills and temperments that suited Ritsuka just fine. He would give a nod of greeting to the darker furred fae. Since he had spent more time with these two than his other, seemingly non-existent pack mates, it only seemed natural that he would bond with them. Ritsuka would give a small nod at Qanik's words. Honestly he had hoped the same thing. Even though Qanik wasn't an alpha, the thought of having at least some sort of group lessons or spars or something he had hoped would stir at least a tiny bit of life into the pack. Sadly no one else showed -- just the trio that had joined Tortuga together. It was definitely disappointing, and he almost wondered if the other pack members were dead or something. He shook his head, dismissing the thought. It wouldn't do good to think like that. What kind of pack were they in though? Only three members caring enough to gather with each other? This was a pack after all. It was very, very disappointing, as well as concerning. The thought that the pack might dissolve had crossed Ritsuka's mind.

His emerald orbs would flick to Qanik again, calmly listening to what she had in mind. The male couldn't agree more with her words. They were a target to these bigger lands as a small pack, especially wth so little activity within its borders. Not that three wolves alone would be able to fend off a large pack alone, but heck if he was going to let his home be taken without at least giving some sort of fight. He would nod at Qanik's words, rumbling a couple words of his own in reply. "Neither do I. I didn't join a pack to just watch it crumble away beneath my paws and leave me homeless again." Sure the first time had been his own choice, but he had no intention of returning to that way of life again. He would looked to Gossamir for a moment and then back to Qanik, dipping his head to her. "You might already guess the answer to that, on my part, Qanik. I am more than willing to participate in these sort of practices, especially on a regular basis. Small we might be, but perhaps we'll be able to gather others in time to add to our endeavors and help build Tortuga up a bit more strongly than it stands now." Which did raise a question in his mind. Was Deteste alright? He understood that the male was older... he wasn't sick or anything was he? Did the pack even have a healer? He would ponder these questions as he looked to Gossamir, waiting to hear her response.

""