King Elk Forest Beautiful Beginnings

Mato watches as the scarred male goes into full-blown submission, surprising the druid. “Please, there’s no need for such severe submission,” Mato encourages him to rise. Respect, yes, but Mato is no warlord and does not require that kind of submission. The druid is a guardian of the earth, a seeker of peace and knowledge. He has no interest in being a domineering tyrant. Delight speaks for the albino and Mato’s gaze goes from one male to the other and then back again where they linger upon Matteo. A soft smile tugs at the corners of the Morwinyon’s lips. The new recruit’s name sounds close to Mato’s own. “We share similar names, it seems. I am Mato.” The empyrean offers his own name, unsure if Delight’s already done it or not. Nevertheless, it simply strikes Mato as polite to offer his own name regardless. “Yes, please. What trades are you interested in? What skills can you contribute to Tindómë?” Mato encourages, assuming that Delight has already given Matteo the run down on how the pack operates.

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