This is my home[claiming]

*Mirabelle* · 04-15-2015, 10:28 AM

The female dipped her head in turn, noting with sharp eyes the nervousness of the soon-to-be leader. Mirabelle's ears perked as the mate appeared, and she tilted her head. Oh, so the little bird has a branch to stand on, hmm? she noted quietly to herself, a small smile on her features. She didn't begrudge the woman her mate, though - if anything, it made Mira acutely aware of how easy it would be to completely shatter Arian - or rather, Miss President as she desired to be called, now that the red wolf was now listening to Arian again.

She barely resisted curling her lip at that. Miss President? No. She would never call Arian that. If anything, she would refrain from referring to Arian directly. However... the next bit was an even more disappointment. The old ship? Why? What was there? There wasn't food there. They'd have to venture out beyond pack lands for food. Why not the Red Forest? That, by far, would have been a better choice. Of course, Mira was a bit biased, but... if she was going to join this newly formed pack, she'd better not complain. Maybe, when they expanded, they could claim the Red Forest. She didn't think so... but it was a possibility other than an icy human sea vessel. From what she remembered, though, the Red Forest was much too far away. They'd have to cross the rivers at least, or through two other territories of land.

Thankfully, though, the brown girl resumed speaking, distracting her from the disappointments. The rules seemed solid enough; in fact, she agreed with them - well, most of them. She disagreed with the faking rule. If you faked it, how could you ever get over your pissiness towards another member? It would just pent up until the point it can't be faked. She could understand it to a point, though - it would not be good for the pack to be split asunder. Regardless, though... The only way, in her opinion, is to let them fight. Send them to the battlefield and let them get over themselves with tooth and fang. Likely, by the end of it, they'll be laughing and helping each other get home.

As Arian continued, Mira grinned. The ranks. She listened avidly, nodding along. She liked the layout - quite a bit. While she new it was likely not possible for her to become Committee Leader - that would likely be saved for Cypress, regardless of what the female said - she could get up there. There was positions for fighters. Hell, there was positions for practically everything - healers, hunters, spies, fighters. She definitely liked this setup, even more so since it seemed likely that with a small pack you were allowed to specialize in more than one area. If it wasn't, well, she'd make the president see the sense of it.

Her decision already made, the huge wolf stood, a grin on her lips. "I am yours," she told Arian, purposefully avoiding addressing the female directly, "And I would be a shield." Something about her tone of voice implied that if she wasn't, she wouldn't be a member - it wasn't disrespectful, though. It merely spoke of her strong personality... and the slight trait to be a bit reckless.

"Words"

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