Wolf RPG

The sterling outrider had taken to constantly patrolling Noctisardor Bypass soon to be borders. Today was no different, gently unfurled himself from Paar, touched his nose briefly to her forehead in farewell before making his way towards the edge of the territory wondering if there was anyone here today. So far he had met two loners that had dared ventured so far from well known discovered lands and they had both decided to join his pack. Was there anyone out here today?

The silver wanderer began walking forward, his tail swaying casually behind, sniffing the air for any fresh scents. He was hoping for wolf scents but was also looking out for prey scents, he was hungry after all and no doubt Paar was too.

The loner seem to be frantic to find a pack, too frantic in his opinion but he shook it away. The loner wasn't a Roman, he did not know their ways and he supposed it wasn't his fault. The sterling outrider listened as the loner spoke about his strengths and weaknesses and to be honest, it didn't really impress him but not many actually did so perhaps in another wolf's eyes, the loner was an excellent candidate. When the sun-touched wolf spoke again, he resisted the urge to roll his eyes. It seems that this wolf wasn't really so bright but whatever, most could never see through his cold, hardened exterior carved out from his childhood.

He took a step forward and spoke in a cold tone "Why should I take in a comedian? I already have an entertainer in the pack, why should I take another? As for the joy and peace part, if you truly think that, then you haven't lived for long." Although the golden wolf didn't know, he was slowly leaning to the getting accepted side. "Well?"

He gazed coldly at the loner as he ranted, ears flattening against his skull as he bared his teeth. How dare that mere loner show such insubordination to him, to growl at him? He had messed with the wrong wolf. And his past wasn't even half as bad as his own, he might have been the heir to the pack but that didn't mean he was treated like a prince, in fact he was treated the exact opposite and he didn't need the stupid loner to tell him about joy and peace because he knew no matter how hard anyone tried, it wouldn't happen. Perhaps only for short periods of time.

The sterling outrider pounced on the sun-touched wolf, pinning him onto ground, his teeth bared showing gleaming white fangs and growled in a soft, icy tone. "You will never show such insubordination to me, my mate or any of your packmates ever again, you hear me?" His platinum gaze pierced through the other's green gaze before getting off him, he realized that he had referred to Paarthurnax as his mate even though they weren't officially mates yet but who cares?

"You are welcomed in my pack but I expect you to fulfill everyone that you've stated you can do and until you learn to show some respect, however angry you are, you will be placed in the lowest rank. The rank Probatio, once you prove yourself you will be given a real rank."

The silver outrider flashed the loner his signature smirk, his gaze analyzing the sun-kissed wolf in front of him. "Don't speak to me in that tone, you hear?" he spoke softly although his tone as no longer edged with ice. This wolf had showed his worth and no doubt he would get out of the Probatio rank soon enough. The aspiring Praetor trotted forward and pressed his nose against the other's cheek while brushing his shoulder against the other's shoulder to mark the Bypass's scent on the male.

"No, this is not the way of our pack. Everyone under the Alpha and the Beta can eat together after the leading wolves have finished, the lower tiers don't eat last. As for winter rations, all wolves of the pack are expected to hunt for the pack first and foremost and only after that are they allowed to eat. This applies to all pack wolves. Being Probatio means that you must submit to all full members of the pack until you have earned your place with us." he smiled, remembering the time he had been a Probatio himself. "When I had that rank once, I hated it but a wolf like you should be able to earn your place in my pack in less than a month."

"As for your past, let me just tell you, mine is much worst."

The sterling outrider watched the sun touched male with calm silver eyes, young with goals and hopes in life. He would make a good Beta if he proved himself to be a good leader and learnt some respect. Currently Adair was leaning towards the rank but he didn't know if the brown male even wanted that rank. For now, it was empty and it might remain empty for a while.

He waited for the fire touched male to return, he was humorous if he wanted to although his humor probably just annoyed wolves to no end. Ah well, Danica appreciated his humor. That was something right?