Porcupine Ridge Unknown Half

Harley respectfully lowered his body, tail and head, making sure the alpha that approached him knew there would be no issue with him. He glanced up at Taggarik, his amber eyes patient but excited. He made sure to keep his milky fur flat, the red-brown tips blending together and blending with the creamy hues underneath. It took him a moment of thinking to himself and the alpha's silence to realize that he needed to explain himself, though the mixed wolf didnt know exactly what needed to be said. 
     "Hello. My name is Harley. I was looking to join your pack."
What else was he to say? What would up his chances of being accepted....
             "Being an oldest of a large litter, I'm good at caring for others. I've always wanted to learn to heal, but never had anybody to teach me."
Was that enough? The shepherd didnt know what else they needed to know, what else might get him in, so he stayed quiet. If he was accepted, he would get to see what kind of life his mother had lived instead of raising her puppies. If he didnt get accepted here... Then he would just have to go elsewhere.