Dragoncrest Cliffs Alaska

"Pearl pretty enough to hand to Valmua?" Merlin teased back, but despite being reassured that he was okay, he brushed his muzzle with one of his forepaws, checked that there was no obvious sticks and dirt clinging to his coat and shook it heartily. He even sneezed in the end and, when he opened them, a stunning she-wolf had materialized before him. Good thing that Njord pitched in and gave him a head-start, because for the first few seconds all the russet boy could do was gawk at the lady, speechless, while his courage had almost completely left most of his body and hanging onto his toes somewhere. What was worse - she did not help on with the conversation, just watched him in silence, which made it all the more awkward for him - he averted his gaze shyly and seemed to have a newfound interest in one of the lady's cream coloured toes. 

The arrival of the second queen - Rosalyn - surprisingly came as a relief. One look at that scarred maw of hers and the feeling that she was the manlier half of the pair, gave Merlin a feeling that just maybe everything was not lost yet. He could look at her without the same irrational fear and embarrassment he felt being in the presence of Erzulie, therefore, when he finally opened his mouth to speak, one would notice that he was addressing Rosalyn with an intensity of a man, who has seen is last hope in avoiding to be eaten alive by a shark. "Uhh... Uh... Yeah... well, I've been out on my own for a while and happened to meet Njord out there, and we hit it off and... uh, it gets kind of lonely and I really want to have friends," so much for eloquence in words and smart mind. But he was nervous. Very. He was afraid that he had hardly made a good first impression, so with furrowed brow he tried to recall, what had his wingman said about hunters and fighters? "I can hunt and I can support myself. Not much of a warrior, but that I can learn," he offered. 

There was a whole verbal whirlwind in his mind now and good thing he had enough control not to blunder such things as: "I know nothing about your pack, but you have to be decent, because you have not yet tried to eat me. And Njord said you weren't crazy." / "There's not much inside my head, but that just gives room for learning. I am a good student, I promise." He kept his mouth shut now and hoped that either Rosalyn or Erzulie would lead him on with questions rather than giving him a free-reign on, what to say next.