Toast A New Beginning!

Isis Sovari was the first to speak and he turned to give her his full attention. He felt a bit bad that she had to repeat herself but now that the whole pack was here it would be beneficial for everyone involved to know each others names and even their goals. Drashiel hoped they'd support each other in achieving their aspirations though there would eventually be competition when it came to the higher ranks. The Linjal though was not quite ready to hand those out.


"Thank you Isis, I appreciate your patience and your goals. I intend to hold a sparring session after this meeting and those of you interested in becoming Kriegers will be tested in brief sparring matches so that you can be assessed on your experience and technique." Whether they won or lost didn't really matter to him it was how they fought that was important though he had little doubt that woman would impress him.


Drashiel's left ear twitched a it as Satu yipped and bounced in excitement. She was the oldest present but definitely acted quite a bit like a pup. Well, she should get along with Aldoro then and Drashiel didn't want to turn away such enthusiasm for the pack. But where to put her?. she'd done a lot of hunting but none with a group, had she been on her own this whole time? "I should like to have some hunters ranked before winter sets in though I really need to assess your skills as you've not hunted in a group before. I'll hold a hunt for anyone to join at a later date." The ranks would move slowly but it was imperative that he saw these wolves skills with his own eyes. He did not know many of them personally and could not go on their word alone.


Attention shifted to Mordecai. A skilled hunter and healer. Both were excellent skills and would be sorely needed. Particularly healing. Drashiel shifted slightly, mind drifting in thought at Mordecai's goal. A guardian type wolf, hm? It was his following statement on organization that caught the Linjal's attention. "If you like to organize then I encourage you to strive for the rank of Direkt?r. It is a high rank though and one that requires my trust. I can not hand it out to a wolf I do not know very well yet. In the mean time though a healer will be desperately needed and your skills would be much appreciated. After the sparring I wish to see what you know. You're welcome to use anything you can find in this valley. When I stumbled upon Ethreal I also scavenged some herbs from one of the densites and place them in a storage den you're welcome to use any of those."


He nodded to Erion. "Very well, all who have remained are accepted as Arbeide, citizens of the pack though after the sparring tonight that will likely change and you'll be moved into more fitting categories. Isis you shall spar Satu, Mordecai I would like you to spar Erion. I will sit out so I can observe the fighting. Aldoro? you will sit by me and observe as well though I want you to think hard on the role you want within this pack. If you wish to remain an Arbeide simply say so but I do need an answer from you."


"Ah one last thing. A pack named Pantheon is holding a festival and most of Alacritis is invited. I intend to attend, whether you do or not is entirely up to you. If you do come I expect you to be on your best behavior. Create trouble for this pack and there will be brutal consequences." Drashiel would go mainly to size up the other alphas than to bounce about in frivolity. There were also political matters that would likely be dealt with. "That is all, you may begin your spars."