A New Beginning (Raven's Joining)

After hearing a growl that seemed to to be of a thousand thunderstorms. All of Ravens confidence drained, and she didnt even dare to lift her eyes to its source. In all truth, this might be the one and only time, she had been truly petrified. But she had to make a decision...silence would only get her killed. Using what little remained of her logic and calm, the hellion assumed the voice belonged to Ragnar, that Alpha the pale white brute who spoke a foreign world, mentioned before. Gulping, she remembered his other bit of the description...his ruthlessness. Mentally shaking herself, Raven forced herself into a mode of mentality that she prayed would keep her alive. Still restraining from tilting her silver hued orbs at the hessian who planned to savarge her if she did not answer, she had faith in the Gods that if she did the opposite, the would have mercy on her.

"I wished...I wished to join your pack..jetori ca menaska, balek. I meant no harm, mercy. "

Je skas plebesko. I hope that worked. And I do hope the moon tells no lies this night. She willed to herself. And if the moon was wrong, then she had lost all faith in her ability to read the Lunar Scripts. And her neck would be snapped, shredded, and her carcass left for the wildlife to have their way with. It all would be revealed in Ragnar's choice. So with ears pinned straight to her crown, and a tender pitch black belley that couldnt be pressed farther to the ground, she awaited his judgement.