These Lands Are Our Lands (p1)
07-03-2014, 12:29 AM
Bass simply mimed the brutes shrug, not caring too much. He knew that he had to prove himself as alpha, not only because he was young but because it would make more wolves want to follow him. "None taken. You don't follow blindly, which I like. It means you're not a sheep." He said calmly, an easy chuckle breezing past his maw. It was no trouble at all, he knew that he could earn this wolf's loyalty just as he was sure that the stranger would prove himself to him. Standing from his place he walked over to the tall male, gently breezing his coat against the silver wolf's so that the scent of Abaven washed over him. This way, all would know that he had been welcomed into his hold. "Well then Hansel, welcome to Abaven. I hope that this place will become your home. We have this area here as well as the Monumental Rapids claimed." He added, backing up once more to look upon the newest member of Abaven. "Or now you will hold the rank of Bjuni, and I look forward to you working your way up." He said, slightly teasing the brute. At his mention of headaches, he laughed as his tail pointed towards his other sister. "I am sure that Harmony will have to come up with a lovely concoction then to rid of these headaches." Speech, |
