Majesty sat in the middle of the forest on the island that was now his - and his pack-mates' - home. Now that the place had been officially claimed as theirs, he figured it was as good a time as any for all of the wolves of his small, but wonderful, pack to meet one another. The day was still young - and still hot - which is why he had chosen to have the meeting here. The pine and evergreen trees reached high into the sky, effectively blocking out much of the sun's heat, for which Majesty was grateful. It was a lovely place, this island.

He closed his eyes for a moment, enjoying the sound of the ocean waves crashing against the shores. The island was small enough that even in the heart of the forest, one could still hear that beautiful sound. He knew it would definitely help him sleep at night, and looked forward to watching the sunset and the moonrise over the horizon, light sparkling off of the waves. He smiled contentedly. His dream had come true. Now he just had to make sure it stayed true, which was why he was calling this meeting. Pack relations were very important.

And so, with that thought, he dipped his head back and called for Naya, Silvermane, and Beric to come and meet him - as well as each other.

Majesty spent the next few minutes waiting patiently for his pack-mates to arrive. While he waited, he took the time to meditate and relax himself. The idea of being an Alpha of his own pack was making him jittery - which he was not used to. He did not like it, so he took some deep breaths and reminded himself that, even as Alpha, he was still himself, and nothing would change that. Soon enough, Silvermane came up to him, greeting him, and soon afterwards, Beric. The last to arrive was Naya. She was a little late, but Majesty didn't mind. She was the youngest, and he knew her to be quite boisterous. She would get better with time.

As she came and sat beside him, he took his time smiling at each of them in turn. "Thank you for coming," he said, his deep voice reverberating in the air. "I have called you all here so that we may all get to know each other a little better. So, we're going to play a game of introductions. It'll seem silly, but I don't care. You will all do it anyways because I think it would be good for you. The goal is to tell us your name, your age, any trades you wish to have while in the pack, and something about yourself that you like. I'll go first, so that everyone can see how it's done."

Clearing his throat, the Alpha began: "My name is Majesty, and I am three - almost four - years old. I wish to become the pack's Chronicler, as well as a Healer and a Naturalist. Something about myself that I like is my good memory, and my ability to stay calm while others are allowing their emotions to get the better of them." He took a breath. "Does that make the rules clear for everyone? Yes? Good. Silvermane, it's your turn." The chocolate-brown wolf alighted his gaze upon his silvery-white friend, waiting expectantly.

Majesty could feel his pack-mates' resentment about having to do this game of introductions, and chuckled to himself. "Thank you," he said when they were through. "I know that was a little embarrassing, but I'm hoping that, by getting to know a little bit about each other, we can all remain a strong pack. We may be small at the moment, but that is not what matters. Trust between members is of the utmost importance, and so I want you all to try and keep no secrets from one another. This goes for me, as well."

He took a moment to look around at everyone. "Please understand this: I want you all to feel open to talking to me, as well as the rest of your pack-mates, your family. If you think I am doing something wrong, or that I could improve myself or my skills as a leader, then please tell me, and I will do the same for all of you. I want us, as a pack, to be close. There will be no gossip, no backstabbing, no blackmail. You will get along with your family, or there will be consequences. And - again - this goes for myself just as much as you three. I am bound by the same rules as you. Does everyone understand?"

Majesty smiled at the three wolves, glad that they seemed to understand how things would work in the pack. Communication, he knew, was key. He would keep nothing from his pack-mates. He hoped this would be a tight-knit group, as otherwise packs had a tendency of falling apart.

With a last nod to each wolf in turn, he stood and departed. He was glad he he called this meeting. Now everyone had a good starting point for making long-lasting relationships with each other. So far, his new pack was well on its way, and for that he was thankful.