Signy Lasair

She had to admit, the blue-gray giant she'd stumbled on in the battlefield had really piqued her interest. Ozzy's too, though the marten was full of dire warnings and course language about what would happen if they were to try to track the wolf down. Really, it wasn't all that hard and nothing really bad had happened... though she'd had to high-tail it out of there when one rogue she'd stopped to ask directions from had tried to take a chunk out of Ozzy. The mangy mutt had called him a rat! Well, Signy had slashed at the beast's face and taken off while he was still shocked that she'd dared to, and that was the end of that. Really, it wasn't hard to track down a giant bluish guy with spots on his face - apparently they weren't that common. And now she was here, lurking around the edges of this pack that... well, certainly smelled like the right place. Her first instinct would be to just waltz right in, because technically the guy had invited her, right? But Ozzy had convinced her to be a wee bit more cautious. Well, as cautious as she was capable of being. She strutted up to the pack land, her toes baaaaaarily outside the invisible border, and dropped her rump to the ground to howl for the guy smugly. Smugly, because she couldn't smell a single one of the other kids who'd received the invitation, which meant she got there first! Ha! Ozymandias - a pine marten Signy - not a pine marten

His ears rose as the smug howl rang out, the young voice requesting his presence. The caller didn't sound familiar in the slightest, but that didn't necessarily mean he or she was a stranger. In his travels he met many and unless something about them stood out sharply, his memories of them were likely to quickly stale. Arriving at the border, Valentine was immediately struck by the feeling that he had seen this creature before. It wasn't until his gaze fell on her companion that their brief meeting came back to him. She was one of the yearlings from the battlefield. Not the one that had caught his attention first, but one of the last ones to arrive and crowd the situation. "So, you're looking for adventure, eh?" Those had been his parting words before he left them to their reunion, or whatever the sudden influx of yearlings had been. "Speaking" "Thinking" (for the record, Valen is also not a pine marten)

Signy Lasair

The oversized male materialized at the border as though summoned... which he had, of course, been... and Signy's ears pricked up and a grin showed teeth at his words. Not even Ozzy had a greater tie on her than the thrill of adventure, the adrenaline rush of a good bit of mischief, and as cantankerous and grumpy as Ozzy was sometimes even he enjoyed their escapades, so asking if she was looking for adventure was like asking if a fat old squirrel liked to eat. "Sure I am!! When do we start?" she chirped, charcoal tail wagging through the grass behind her. Ozzy was, predictably, was not so eagerly accepting and ready to go, and bounced up between Signy and the considerably larger blue-gray male, his slim body set in a demanding posture and his teensy little paws practically planted on his hips aggressively. "Wot you have in mind e'xactfully, Tiny?" Ozymandias - a pine marten Signy - not a pine marten

"Sure I am!! When do we start?" Well, that was easy enough. "How about now?" Her little weasel friend wasn't nearly as agreeable. It weasel-y weaseled its way between them and glared up at him, beady little eyes afire with what Valen assumed was every last bit of aggression the diminutive creature could muster. "Wot you have in mind e'xactfully, Tiny?" The brute's lips lifted in an amused smirk. It was kinda cute for a weasel. "Espionage, my ferret-y friend. I want to know what's really going on in Alacritia. Naturally, wolves become a bit tight lipped when they speak to an alpha. But rogues, especially young ones, can go places and talk to people without arousing too much suspicion." He eyed the pair, fairly certain that the youth would agree. The weasel though? From it he was expecting resistance. "In return I can offer food and training, although if you accept you're not to come near Imperium again unless it's urgent. " "Speaking" "Thinking"