It had been dark for a while now and after a busy day marking borders and keeping an eye out for threats, the female had retired for the night. Unfortunately for her, a noise caught her attention before she fell into the trace of sleep. Ira pushed herself to her paws, the sluggishness slowly being shaken from her limbs as she searched for the call. Soon the roan woman would draw near to Easthollow's trademark stones. If she was correct, the howl had come from somewhere around the center.
A few moments would pass as Ira scanned the surroundings, acutely aware of her surroundings until golden orbs landed on a small female. She raised her head to use her full height to question the newcomer, and while her words came off with authority, there was no malice. It was clear that the stranger was no threat, at least not to the large woman. She was certain she could win a fight if it came to it, but based on the other's expression she was very timid gaining a slightly softer approach. Greetings. You travel through Easthollow's territory, please identify yourself and state your purpose.
Seeing the girl's reaction, Ira let her muscles relax. There was no need to frighten her, even if she was close to their land. Winona had only been curious about their stones, something many found appealing when they entered Easthollow. She gave a shake stern shake of her head before responding, You're awfully close to it, but you called which means you aren't trying to.
Ira studied the red wolf as she rambled. She spoke of joining which wasn't really up to her decision, but she could at least find where the other's talents lie. She definitely was not a warrior that's for sure, and with her nature, Ira doubted she was a skilled hunter. However, there were many other things to be talented in that would bring used to the pack. Most of the wolves in Easthollow hunt or scout the surrounding areas. Wouldn't you like to know what kind of pack you are getting yourself into before requesting to join?
This girl was definitely an interesting one. She seemed to leap before she could stand, but Ira would continue without a response.
Easthollow prides itself on our unconventional pack structure. We are a family here, and as such we expect every member to pull their weight. You can consider almost everyone to be the same rank, although we are led by our Matriarch and Patriarch. Are there any talents you hold that might provide beneficially?
ooc; last post here until either show up =D thanks for snagging it
she knew it wasn't going to be that easy. as the woman lifted her head to call for the people who could accept her, Winnie tried not to let her head dip. she didn't feel right, explaining herself yet again, but supposed it was needed to find a new home. "t-thank you" she'd burst out, for she still appreciated the woman's presence here. she didn't need to talk with her but she had found the time to greet her. she was patient with the girl. she felt herself try to recline before remembering she was a guest here. her rear shot back up, waiting for the people who had been called. "I... I can wait." she'd add.
No problem! I need some threads to count towards my traits anyways haha short post waiting for val or grey
Ira gave a nod in acknowledgment as Winona confirmed her interest. She watched as the red female started to relax before standing again leading to the roan woman taking a seat herself. Afterall it was late, she could spare the formalities for now. You may sit. It might be a long wait due to the hour.
In the dead of night he had awoken to the curt call of Ira, her voice echoing from the Easthollow border.
Ah—a newcomer then.
Blinking the sleep from his eyes with a disgruntled huff, The Patriarch turned to find Valette asleep, a halo of moonlight surrounding her frame much like a crown. He stared at her longingly, not having to heart to wake her for something so trival when she was so deep into her pregnancy. He only bid her a sweet touch of his nose to her temple before silently slipping out from the den.
The lack of sleep was evident under his eyes as the thundering man made his way down to the two, his form hulking and fur reflecting what little light was cast upon the land. He stared at his daughter and the girl, his eyes scrutinizing the red one with a raised brow before he cleared his throat to speak, attempting the dislodge the grogginess it held. "What goes, Ira?"
Cameo!!
Valette had not even heard the soft howl coming from the joiner. She had been in a deep sleep. The pups took a lot of energy out of her so even when Ira howled the female had not noticed. Valette had been curled close to Greyback so when he moved, she didn't really wake up but stirred briefly and got into a lighter sleep. She groggily turned her head when her source of warmth was gone and touched her temple. She only cracked one eye open to see Greyback make an exit. Probably going on his morning patrol or something.
Valette scooted over at the warm spot Greyback left and curled up tightly as she could with her large belly to stay warm and cozy. The female closed her eyes and dozed off again. Thinking how Greyback found the will to have these morning patrols, as she figured that was what the male was going to do. She decided she found her rest more important than getting up so early!
Luckily for Ira and Winona the wait was short, although she wouldn't lie that she was displeased to see her father. The mountain wolf had little patience for his presence at this hour. It made sense though, with pups on the way why would Valette get up for a stranger in the middle of the night? She would give a nod in acknowledgment and play along for now. What she speaks of is true. Someone interested in plants and healing might be good with past events in mind. That and your future litter.
Her eyes would stay locked on the large man beside her, waiting to gauge his reaction about her knowledge and make his own judgement of the timid woman before them.
Flicking his ear to the soft voice, Greyback turned to meet the reddened newcomer with a raised brow. Though it was dark, he could see her trembling frame and reluctance to look at him. Perhaps if he was another man he would take it for arrogance, perhaps aloofness as well, but Greyback was not this man, no. Upon going through scenarios in his mind The Patriarch softened his gaze and tone as he smiled down at her much like a sire would to his whelps.
He listened to Ira as she spoke, but didn't turn to meet her. They were in need of healers within Easthollow, and while a few had joined and showed interest, he was not around and involved enough with the pregnancy to see the progress. Experience little or great, the man would not be taking chances on Valette's life and health during such a strenuous time.
"Look up, Young one." He commanded softly. "The ground holds no favors nor your destiny—there is no need to be afraid. What is your name?"
The man did not even flinch at her slight prodding. Something that could only bother Ira, and it did. Personal issues aside, her attention was drawn back to the newcomer who only seemed to cower more under her father's figure. The roan wolf could not really fault her, the man was a giant, and to anyone who did not know him, intimidating. That being said his combat skills lacked, but who was Winona to know.
Ira had no words to add now, simply choosing silence as Greyback made his assessment.
Winona.
"Where do you hail from, Winona?" Greyback tossed the name on the tongue lightly whilst maintaining eye contact with the young wolf, his gaze continuing to burn through her. It seemed his words did little to settle her quivering frame, and with a jested sigh he stood tall once again, abandoning his soft look. "There's need to sprout atonement's at me young one—but, do you mean to say that you are uncomfortable being around others but wish to join a pack?"
Knowing that she was displeased with his daughter and his presence made him prod at her lightly with the question.