Letters from No One [IC-Joining]

"I offer expertise huntin' fer the pack, an' trackin'." The silver wolf replied. "If you need proof, Lad, well..." She turned towards bag of furs. "That should be proof fer my huntin' abilities, an' as fer trackin'... I had tracked Thistle's cold scent through the weathered path and more recent smells, nay? There ain't nothin' I can't track."

Aine was obviously a bit prideful on her tracking ability. "Whether it be huntin' down an escapee captive wolf or the weak link in a herd, ye can always count on me to decipher the fallacy from the truth in trackin'."

She looked serious. "I swear full fealty to any pack I join. I would never ask to join yours otherwise."