Shadow Mountain I bring the misfortune

The ink-hued woman's gaze wandered for a moment to the sky, watching as the curtain of black began to drape across and become littered with glowing dots. She assumed by the male's next words that he would be accompanying her back to Shadow Mountain, as they were willing to take on any wolves they could recruit as long as they would work hard and answer to the Nightstalker herself, as well as the Snakebrewer. "Which of those are you most experienced in? If you are one to deal with herbs and medicine, you may be titled as a Vinecoiler, if you prefer to aid in fighting you may join the Skullchasers." He spoke of himself surely, as though he was certain he was not weak hearted - this would certainly be tested over the coming days. "Or if you'd prefer, you could become a training thief - a Fangsneaker, or a Bloodtracker if spying is more to your taste."