Whispers in the Wind (joining)

He hated this fucking snow. Powerful legs drove the man forward as he made his way toward the borders where a potential member await someone in power. He could scent the male even though he had not called, which displeased him. If one needed assistance, they needed to call, not dilly dally around until someone comes across you. His lips curled into a silent snarl. Bastard. What did he think, the king had all the time in the world to patrol every inch of his borders? No, he had servants for that. The fact that this male hadn't called for someone really got beneath Kaios's skin. As he approached the border the man came into view, and the look on his face wasn't very pleasurable. Surely he hated this goddamn snow too. Who wouldn't? It was freezing, clung to your pelt, and wasn't the easiest thing to walk in. "Waiting for death to consume you? Or looking for some assistance?" He asked, husky voice holding an annoyed tone. Why couldn't he have just called like every other wolf who came looking for a home? The lords tail flicked behind him as he waited for a response.