The day was brighter than usual- but not by much. The territory was dark today, the little sun that shone down was blocked off from the dense canopy up above. Oh well- at least when it rained they appeared to have a sort of umbrella. Aaron padded through the trees, his tail swishing back and forth behind him. He caught scent of a stranger before he heard her howl, but she was far and the scent was extremely vague- the howl only verified it was that of a wolf. It took a bit of walking, but he finally arrived to where the female stood, standing in front of her with a curious expression. She was quite a view, he decided, and prided himself right away on the number of attractive fae's he had managed to lull into his pack.

He stood silently for a moment, watching as she paced back and forth, before he emerged completely from the trees. He straightened himself accordingly, his tail raised ever-so-slightly, before he dipped his head in greeting. The man never was too hard on women- he had a large soft spot for them. "Greetings," he said to her, tail flicking behind him. "What brings you to my borders?" he asked, although had a feeling he knew the answer.

Aaron smiled to her as she lowered her posture, her voice spunky and trying way too hard to sound sophisticated- it was clear that she was not. The man was a studier of expressions and in her eyes he found the pup-like personality she held, and more importantly the genuineness that her words held. He trusted her because of this, and gave a curt nod of his head. "Of course, what skills do you possess?" he asked her. As far as he was concerned they had plenty of pup-sitters, but they seemed to be lacking in wolves knowledgable in a few things- himself included. 

Botany... How interesting. He smiled to her, his tail wagging. "Then you will love Rosings," he told her, raising an eyebrow, smirking, perhaps implying she could assume he accepted her to the pack. "We have flowers that grow what I can only assume to be yearround," the man added, glancing back to the territory for a moment. He didn't know many flowers to grow in the winter, so surely they must grow all year. "They are quite abundant, as well," he added.

"I must have you know, however. Rosings functions in pairs. I and my co-alpha Amara will chose a male and a female to be arranged in marriage, and you will have little say in that. You will have about a month before we will make that decision, however," he then said, feeling the need to inform all of his possible subordinates of the situation at hand- for some it would not work well with their past or personality. His tail flicked. "The idea is that you will both encourage each other to participate more, as both of your ranks depend on it."

Aaron smiled at her, his tail wagging. He nodded with his head for her to follow him, turning and heading into the territory. "No worries, I would've asked next," he informed her, ears perking as he listened cautiously for a moment. The number of foxes in this damn place was outrageous- they would work on that later. "My name is Aaron," he then told her, watching her with interest. The man then turned his face forward, smiling happily. 

"Welcome to Rosings, Ammalyn," he told her. He did not use her nickname- mostly due to the fact that the man was a ducker for formalities... besides, he found her full name to be extremely beautiful, and wouldn't dare shorten it from it'll full potential.