Golden Glade Have Room for One More?

There was a long moment of silence in which Charley kept his warm carribean eyes on her, roaming her frame and deciding that once this famine was over and everyone was well fit again, she might be a good warrior. Whatever she wanted to do, really, so long as she contributed. Eventually, after what seemed to be weighing her options, Shalon gave him an answer and it was his turn to think. She'd never lived in a pack, eh? She wasn't below asking for help, however and she was pretty. Man, another girl to add alongside two males. great idea! and that was something Charley appreciated. She'd already pledged herself to him, and now there was only one thing left.
                       "What's your name? I'll help you fit in here, don't worry. As long as you can hunt and protect, I can handle teaching you whats proper and not within a pack. The experience itself should be a lesson in itself. Welcome to Royal Fire Court."
A smile spread across his charcoal maw, and with a wag of his tail it was done: Shalon was the newest member of the Court. Standing, Charley stepped forward and rubbed his shoulder along hers, slipping alongside her side and doing the same on her other side. No use pitting his wolves against each other by letting an inexperienced newbie in without his scent laden on her. Eventually, all their scents would mingle and create that of the Court, but that was a long way off. 
                                          "Nobody will challenge your right to be here with my scent on you, and if they do you can tell them Charley wont be happy with them. I suggest bonding and getting to know people now, before we're entirely offical and rank begins to play in everything."