The Heartwood A Pledge

Yay!

Majesty jumped a little when Tyrande suddenly appeared before him, separating from the shadows as if by magic. He smiled then. He was happy to see her. He stepped forward, beckoning her to come closer with a slight nod of his head. He had to be serious now. This was her pledge. It was serious business.

"Hello, Tyrande," he said. "I have called you here today to ask you if you are ready to make the pledge to be a part of my pack." He would not start the actual process until she said yes. He felt nervous for some reason. Probably because he was so close to his goal that he could nearly smell the salt water of the coast already, and he was afraid she would decline. He looked into her eyes, waiting, hoping desperately for her to say yes. Please help me make my dream a reality, he thought.