Make Me Useful

A howl would come within the pack from one of the members, calling to the ranked wolves of the pack. The boy would tilt his head to the side, curious at the sound and identified it as tones of a yearling. He would find himself moving forward, if from duty or curiosity he was not certain but either way he would find himself before the black and white shaded girl. He was not certain he recognised her but then there where a great deal of yearlings within the pack that he was not acquainted with yet. ?hey? he would say warmly as he stopped before her and would seat himself on his rump.



A quick look around had already told him the call was not a dire one, asking for help in any trouble she might have been in, no, there was no obvious signs on why he had called him here. ?I?m Cru, Alpha here until VI gets back, what?s up?? he would ask warmly, keeping his tones easy going so she would know that he would listen to her.


"Speech"