Porcupine Ridge A possible pack member

Jolon soon realized that he had made a mistake. The big alpha male made that clear with a growl that had send shivers down his spine. He knew that this was a warning, a very clear one. Being alone for such a long time had not made him an expert in these kind of interactions. He didn't mean to be disrespectful towards any of these wolves, more like the opposite. Jolon flattened his ears against his head, for he was fearful of the alpha male and what he may do next if Jolon made another mistake. A small, submissive whimper escaped his lips before he heard the female alpha murmur. Jolon did not know what she had meant by "comfortable in his own skin", but he knew what she meant by him not understanding the hierarchy. It was not that Jolon did not understand the hierarchy, but his social skills had become a bit rusty.

"I understand that you may not need my skills, strength or protection. And I will leave if you truly don't want me. But please, consider it. I also know a few plants if that would higher my chances. I may not be a healer myself, but I know a few plants that would be toxic from my time alone. I'd be willing to dive deeper into the subject if you want me to." Jolon spoke in a soft tone. He meant what he had said, if he was not welcome here he would leave with no hard feelings and high hopes for the future. He was a man of his words, it was of no use for him to lie. He awaited an answer from one of the alpha's with a beating heart.