Hope (Joining thread)

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Ragnar gave the boy — Ryder as he had introduced himself — his rapt attention when he began to spoke, listening to what budding skills he had to offer. Tracking was a natural part of their daily lives as wolves but some were better at it than others, Ragnar knew. He was as an adept tracker as any wolf was likely to be but Ragnar was an explorer, a conqueror and a work in progress diplomat. Diplomacy was not his favorite subject if only because he very much would rather have the Bay reclusive and not have to drag himself off to another wolf’s lands to talk peace. He knew the word well enough, craved it as much as any weary, blood sick creature yet, at the same time, he saw it for the falsity it was. Peace was an illusion. It didn’t last and never would because there were always wolves, wolves like Ragnar for instance, that would upset it with their beliefs or their actions. Still, he supposed tracking was a foot in the right direction for another, potential Outrider. There were many other aspects that made up the Trade that the boy would need to be taught but Ragnar was already planning throwing Ryder and Bragi together to work on it together since Ragnar’s maybe son had expressed interest in exploration which, also, was a step in the right direction for the trade. Ragnar encouraged Trades in his members and children and Juveniles were not excused from that expectation. "It can be done," Ragnar told him letting his gaze touch where the boy’s fourth leg should have been. "It will not be easy, and you may not be as good as a wolf with all four legs but it is not impossible." Most cases of missing limbs he had ever came across had been torn off in battle but he suspected the training was no different. "I am Ragnar and this pack is called Stavanger Bay. I am it’s Jarl…or Alpha." Whichever it was he preferred to call him. "Do you swear fealty and alliance to me and to the other members of this pack?" Ragnar inquired, guessing what the knee-jerk reaction would be; that was ok because typically their vows were tested in some way or another and if they could not keep their promise of loyalty to Ragnar and Stavanger Bay then they had no place among it’s ranks.