Lost Creek Hollow Joining

Harlyn gave her partner a curious glance as he instructed the stranger - Numa - to explain his skills to her. It was an odd way to go about the topic, but she assumed he had his reasons that she would learn of later. Turning her attention to the other male, she listened as he nervously have his resume. It all sounded fine to her. He certainly didn't come off as confident in the skills he professed to have, but that simply encouraged her pity for him.

"You don't need to be nervous," she said after a moment, offering him an encouraging smile, "You're in no danger here. All that my partner and I ask is that each wolf in our pack pull their weight and do their best to help the pack thrive. Can you be strong enough to do this for our family?"

She watched Numa, waiting for his answer. Ultimately, she would leave the final say to Mordecai, but she saw no reason why he should be turned away if he could agree to her terms. She suspected her co-alpha knew her well enough to tell her thoughts on the matter and would not disregard them, but nor would he let them overrule his own opinion had he stronger convictions for it.