Swiftcurrent Creek connection

Her words were not unwarranted, though he was slightly miffed she had completely skimmed over the most important of his words – his loyalty. The possibilities that arose from this enlightened him. Perhaps, loyalty had never been questioned amongst them before.. perhaps their members and legacy were maintained well. The possibility seemed far too good to be true, and with thought, the agouti rogue shifted himself slightly, his eyes barely drifting over the other newcomer.. only because the leader demanded his attention so thoroughly.

What made him better. The question was certainly a complicated one – did he offer a presentation of his skills? Did he question her own worth on the matter – one sweep of his gaze resonated that he was surrounded by wolves of younger age than him.. While he was but a wolf in his prime, the pride of the family to which he had been raised by had certainly extended his prowess of battle. Raids upon neighboring packs had not been out of the question, and yet they had not looted for nothing. What were the morals of the pack that stood before him?

“I can’t stake any claim that I am better than any of the wolves that stand before me,” he murmured, knowing his chosen words could very well seal his fate at remaining a lone wolf until he sought borders elsewhere. “I hold no ego to even consider that thought. I can list reasons why you should take a chance on me and open up your home to me as my own, I can attempt to show my skills to you.. but I cannot state that I am better at anything than anyone here without even knowing them.” Blinking, his gaze would flicker out to the crowd once more, realizing that a four to one ratio was certainly not in his favor.