Silvertip Mountain Joining

Atari's posture was pleasing - Zaria's vain state of mind seemed to be seeping into FitzDutiful slightly - though he kept his position strong as she spoke. Afterwards, he visibly relaxed and sat down, motioning for her to come closer and do the same. The fact she was a strong hunter was appealing, they had no hunters of trade within their pack and if she could master it she would rise quickly within the ranks as loyalty was another thing he favoured. The fact she was abandoned caused Raissa's departure to grate on him, something he hadn't thought about in a while, though he was careful to avoid showing it.

First though, a test. "What are you weakness?" he asked, kinder now as he turned it into a more conversation and less interview state of affairs. They could afford to be picky, at the moment, but he knew it wouldn't last forever. From the abundance that came to their borders it was important to only select a few loyal and valued members rather than a mass of bodies that didn't know head from tail.