Thunder Dome three wise men

Before the new male could even respond to Jolon, a familiar smell touched the inside of Jolon's nose. It was the younger brute who had fought besides him and the bright spirit, but Jolon still didn't know his name or story. He had seen how the younger male handled the cats and had grown a sort of respect for the silvery male. Not to the point where he would answer to the scarred male, for in his eyes everyone in the tribe was equal as long as they did their jobs right. Jolon saw dominance in the way the silver brute had approached them but payed it little mind. When he spoke, his eyes said that, indeed, the dragoness had not introduced them to one another. Jolon agreed with a nod.Certainly. It had crossed his mind before that Asterr could not introduce every to-be tribe member to each other. Besides, if they were to become an official tribe soon, everyone had to meet at some point whether they would like it or not. They were a team now, there was no denying that.

The focus shifted back to the ebony stranger when he spoke up. So he did know the bright spirit and had already been accepted into their tribe. Jolon didn't know how he had missed the recruitment, but was happy to finally see new faces around. They were growing in members and soon they would be official. It was funny to see how the males all had the same build, big and muscular. If they were to have war in the future this would definitely be a plus, but for now it was a downside. Did their tribe have an hierarchy yet? If they didn't, Jolon had to fight his way to the top, something he didn't look forward to with all these brutes.

Jolon repeated the name of the stranger a few times in his head. It sounded foreign, from a place far from Teekon Wilds. My name is Jolon. He announced politely to both the silver- and ebony male, hoping for the younger male to reveal his name as well.I'm glad to see a new face around. He extended, keeping his cold tone. He stepped closer to the two brutes, but kept a comforting space between them. His tail did not move, keeping it's dominant stance, just like the silver brute. He would not bow to any of these males without them having proven themselves to be worthy enough for his respect and loyalty.