Arrow Lake -- the run and go (joining SS!)

Though there was no answering howl, it wasn't long before a tall black wolf with striking blue eyes barreled down the slope toward him. The wolf's posture was not aggressive, and so Renothe let out a happy yip of greeting even as the Beta came skidding to a halt before him. The other male's high rank was obvious in his stance, and so Renothe's own head and tail remained below Jace's, his ears flicking back and eyes not quite meeting the other wolf's. He did not wish for eye contact to be mistaken as a challenge. He did not utterly submit -- there was no baring of his belly or throat, but his posture was respectful nonetheless. Renothe would acknowledge and respect rank, but he was no omega to be trampled over and abused.

"Hello! My name is Renothe - I have traveled far and long. I search for a pack to join." He was straightforward, leaving no room for misunderstanding or misinterpretation. He was a wolf, and wolves were not meant to live alone. "Is your pack open to newcomers?" His head canted slightly to the side in question. Renothe assumed Jace was the Alpha from his posture, and the scars that riddled his body and heralded his experience and strength. Up close, Jace would be able to see that Renothe's own face bore its share of nicks and old wounds that had healed over in thin lines of silvery fur. Renothe was a tall wolf, standing of a similar height with Jace, and though he might normally outweigh the Beta by a few pounds, in his current state he was slightly emaciated. Living alone was not an easy thing, and it showed.