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There were so many wonderful packs to choose from out there. Elysium, one of his favorites, was said to be new and improved. Ruled by a glorious queen who ripped the crown off the previous queen's head. Artemis. Beautiful little white princess. But there were more choices out there...Glaciem, which the man was rather iffy about. Ruled by a queen named Athena, and it was said to have changed just slightly since the old leader retired. Eh. Olympus, Solstice. The boy didn't know much about those two. But Niflheim. Said to be some sort of Viking pack...aggressive, but legitimately aligned. He liked that. It was also ruled by quite a pretty little dame. So instead of Elysium...he decided to join Niflheim.
This area that this pack owned was quite large- or it seemed like it. The grass was large. It was up to about a moose's head, towering over him like the vines in the orchard. But not as bad. A soft breeze danced around his face, humming in his ears softly. And from where the man was standing...there was a little creek not to far ahead. A perfect place to relax. If, that is, he is accepted as a member of Niflheim. The boy huffed softly and leaned back on his torso, tipping his head back and letting out a smooth howl. It asked for the queen, summoning her to him. And if she were to ignore his summon...he'd just have to force her to by crossing the invisible border before him.