Walk | Talk | Think
The boy answered simply, mildly curious though overall still retaining his outward calm. Rune admired it, how well he could keep himself composed, how sure in himself and purpose he appeared. He almost thought he saw a bit of himself in the youth, more direction in him than he saw in his own son no matter Eirik's good intentions most of the time. If he was right, if this Australis could prove to be like himself, could he possibly have found a perfect addition to the pack? Would the youth prove his assumption correct?
It took nothing at all for the large brown youth to begin selling himself, listing off what he thought might appeal to Rune and his pack. Admittedly, he did a rather good job of it. He assured he was drive, in need of a purpose, that any task given to him would be completed and properly, no lazy half jobs. Considering he was so pressured to gather a few extra followers, to bolster the numbers of Secretua so that they might feel a little more secure and not spread so thin, he was willing to bypass most of his typical distrust and make the offer right there.
And, after a quiet moment of internal deliberation, it was exactly what he did. "We could use someone like that in Secretua," Rune stated, lifting his chin a little as he spoke of his home and family. "We are currently small, mostly family. We need others who will be as dedicated as us, and who will make an effort to better the pack." Would he be put off by the challenge, intimidated by the pressure, or would he embrace it, the chance to prove himself and gain a purpose for which he could be proud of? Hoping his assumption that Australis might prove to be the second, Rune waited, curious, his gaze upon the fight to allow no further pressure on the boy but his own thoughts.
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