Porcupine Ridge Joining

He was- that was pretty cool. Jhala had been a military wolf, and although she was young the scars on her chest and shoulders suggested she'd seen more than one battle. She tried not to seem interested however, instead giving him a firm "Hm," which really gave no indication if she had or not; that was something he could decide for himself. They were not here to chat, perhaps later.

Truthfully, she saw no reason not to accept him. He submitted a bit further, and perhaps it was Capri who reminded him that he was not the dominant wolf in this situation... not that Jhala really thought he thought he was to begin with. To her alphess she gave a gentle head dip, aiming a lick at her shoulder once or twice- therefore handing the final decision to the Porcupine Queen.