god only helps those who learn to help themselves

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He was scary, June noted, but perhaps he was scary in a manner that might warn Gus off. She needed that, June knew. And as the brown female gazed warily at the russet wolf who stood before her, she listened to his toneless words curiously. Olympus, huh? It had a nice ring to it. She liked the thought of that. And to join a family descended from gods would be pleasant - perhaps they would have the strength needed to protect her. Or perhaps because she was not descended from gods, they would be willing to toss her to the wolves (literally) should Gus come calling. But June was inclined to trust others, despite being wary of them, and he did promise protection.

"I can hunt?" June offered it up cautiously, amber gaze locked on the russet figure before her. "I lived on my own for a while." She elaborated slightly, though only slightly. She had lived on her own for about a year, and during that time she would have starved to death without being able to hunt. And yet, many wolves could hunt well enough for themselves. Maybe they didn't need any more hunters. But that was all June really had to offer, honestly. She could not fight in good conscience, and healing was never something she'd had an aptitude for. She would be useless to this pack, wouldn't she?

June was almost waiting for the other to laugh in her face and drive her off, but June took a deep breath, and did something fairly rare for her - beginning a new thread of conversation without being addressed first. Not really something she was too fond of. But she needed to make a better impression than she was already. "My name is June Kalendae," She had to fight to keep her voice steady and to act like she wasn't intimidated by this russet wolf who stood before her - not that it was very effective.