Seaside Moors Rhapsody in Blue

Ty grinned at his response (well, at least the first one), giving a small sheepish shrug to accompany it. Aggressive recruiting had been her only means of actually getting others to pledge. Beating around the bush wasn't really her style. She wanted others to join Bhediyon, and it was pretty difficult for that to happen unless she told them it was an option. The sooner the better, and if they declined, she could move on to the next. No sense in wasting her time on wolves who were happy to be somewhere else.

"It's a bit non-standard," she admitted, "but I'd like to move around every few months. I get itchy paws if I stay in the same place too long. Beyond that, I want those with skills to have the most authority, so you'd have to find some way to make yourself useful. How you do that is up to you." Refining her pitch was half the battle, but she did feel like she was finally getting a knack for it. Now that the ideas were solidifying, talking about Bhediyon was becoming easier and more natural.

"I'm Tytonidae Vasanta, by the way, but most everybody calls me Ty."