The girl walked quite happily along her borders, gathering regrow able plants here and there. Her garden was almost complete, the sun shone a radiant light as the creeks and rivers cracked into the territory at every turn flowed freely without the blockage of ice. By the day. more blossomed, more grew and flourished. It was her job to make things grow, since she had not the physical capability of a fighter. The spring brung new life, and unbeknownst to her, an intricate plot that in the next few weeks, would change her drastically. 

"Hello there. I am an Alpha Amara of Rosings," She introduced herself, not wanting to be rude, but her gentle nature was not to be taken advantage of. Submission was still a necessary, as well as within the pack. Just because she was not a towering, fearsome creature, did not mean she didn't deserve respect. "That's where you are, by the way," She added as an afterthought. She would hate to have Aaron run the girl off their territory if she did not wish to join. But if she did, she was happy to question her. As far as she could tell, the girl held no aura of aggression, which was always much more inviting.

The submission was received, and to her approval at that. It was always nice when she didn't have to remind anyone, which sometimes got on her nerves. Everyone had a place, she believed and respect was to be given where it was deserved. She nodded, a motion for the girl to get up. "Welcome Mara," She smiled, warmingly. But she did not trust the girl entirely, she had come to learn that when becoming an Alpha.She had to be cautious. Not everyone was as innocent as they seemed. But she was.

"Rosings is no ordinary home. Our believes are built on the sole idea that love conquer's all, so which our members are subjected to a union picked by myself and my partner, Alpha Aaron. It is not a forced marriage, but rather an opportunity to get the best outcome of pack cooperation and happiness," She explained, referring to Aaron not as her lover but a partner. He was after all, exactly that in her mind. "We realize that is not for all, but is a nessicary must when joining Rosings. Is this something you are interested in?" She inquired, giving the girl an option to decline. She did not want the girl to absent mindedly commit herself to something that wasn't for her, or undesired to say the least. As far as she knew, all her subjects were happy, and she wished it to be kept that way.

She was pleased to hear that the girl's interest appealed to their customs, which was a must, no matter what kind of credentials they held. Thinking of that, she could not just let her in without questioning her use. While the marriage thing was all fine and dandy, that did not have space for leeches, or lazy wolves. "Very good," She smiled a little brighter, before advancing onto the topic of trades.

Pregnancy was the first word that Aaron heard when he arrived to the scene. His ears perked immediately, and his blood boiled as he felt the oh-so-missed sensation of a woman's gentle touch. He spotted his partner, his co-alpha, his lover-- if only-- and approached her silently. He took his spot beside her, standing tall and stiffly. He looked over the stranger silently, preferring not to speak just yet-- if at all. He trusted Amara to handle it herself, he was only decoration for now.

The Caregiver trade would be quite beneficial to their pack, since she could only imagine there would be litters in the pack soon. She did not imagine that Aaron would probably want them to produce a litter before anyone else, as the Alpha.. couple. They were not even mates, so it didn't cross her mind. Maybe the Beta's had children in mind. "Well, that's very accomplished. We'd be grateful to have you," She wondered who said Alpha female was, but did not question her past. Some liked things to be left in the past, and seeked a new home where the past would not be dug up.