Sheepeater Cliff Calling Silvermane

Yay for things being deep and insightful! And yay for me using every excuse I can to be able to use this OOC thing now that I know how to freaking do it! LOL!

Majesty felt relief wash over him at Silvermane's words. His dream was becoming clearer and clearer every moment. He stood a bit taller now. His friend's pledge gave him new hop for his future - and for the future of a new pack on an island to the west. He cleared his throat again and continued.

"Good. Thank you." He gave a bow. "And I will do all I can to be an Alpha worthy of respect. Now I must ask you: What would you, Silvermane, bring to the pack if I allowed you to join? Are you a hunter, a healer? A warrior, perhaps? What skills can you offer me in return for a place among the pack?" Majesty hardly recognized his own voice he was so serious. He nearly burst into a fit of giggles, which would have been highly out of character for him.

His eyes twinkled as he looked at his friend, and, though he kept his posture serious, he gave a subtle wink to the white wolf.