Shadewood Walking ghost

At the introduction of the slowly forming group, Shink felt his heart leap in relief. Traveling alone had been tough from day one and, with food so scarce, the thought of being allied with others, aiding their fellows and protecting their goals, was enough for him to emit a quiet chuff of excitement. Yet, he kept his cool, raising his line of sight to rest upon the brutes paws as he shifted onto his stomach, his legs tucked neatly out in front of him as he strove to reply. "No, she did not inform me of your ranks," he started, his auds pricking curiously at the mention of trades. He was a stranger to this new system; his former pack allowing wolves to rank up depending on their show of dominance within the clan. "And I know that I'm still young," his words were low but riddled with sparks of interest as he continued, "My skills may not be that developed compared to most others yet I would like to learn and am willing to push myself to achieve all I can."

A flicker of uncertainty wormed its way into his words at the prospect of what was to come. Suppose he would be rendered useless to the pack, nothing but dead weight just tagging along to survive. The thoughts brought fear to cloud his mind and he let out a brief shudder, forcing his gaze upwards to graze that of the alpha in hope to prove his worth. "I promise you will receive my unwavering loyalty," he spoke softly, dipping his head once more. Perhapse the brute would be true to his words and play fair with the boy; the least he could do was to trust that whatever decision was to be made, it would be the right one.