Kintla Flatlands { IC Joining } The Call

Silvermane was suprised by the Alpha's strength. He stood back up from his prior position and bowed once more. "I am Silvermane" " I am not much of a gatherer. But if I am needed to hunt, I could." he continued "Since I am a warrior I would be helpful in a fight, or used for scouting and patrolling areas..." He stopped and would try to recall his skills. Yes he was endurable from the time he spent in the mountains, now being able to brave feats better than before. But not good enough to match the Alpha, not even a bit. " I would be of much more use when im alive.". He finally said, still not trying to sound disrespectful (well his social skills where impaired) Wow, so you actually could do it? Shutup Baraaskar, you where out of my head until now he replied to his not existant ego. His body was in trememndous pain from the spar, even though it lasted a couple of seconds, he was more harmed as his wound was torn open through the small heat of the fight. He looked back up at the Alpha and awaited for his judgement.