Firefly Glen fire finds a home in me

Like most who came to join the pack (and successful in their endeavours,) the male before him was respectful, and perhaps a little bit nervous, but remained composed nonetheless. Perhaps Bronco had gotten used to being greeted by wolves who were so well-mannered and quick to show deference and respect, and perhaps that accounted for his near-casual greeting. But he saw no reason to put on any more of a show of bravado than he bore with him when he carried himself along. He wouldn't dare pretend to boast the posture of a leader, and found himself falling comfortably into the position of a wolf who had experience patrolling- but who wouldn't have to be the one to make any final decisions. 

He would have made an excellent Wal-Mart greeter. 

Given how this seemed to be a regular role of his, he slipped into it quite comfortably, though he suspected, due to the slight falter in Lore's voice, that this was perhaps his first time asking to join another pack. He wasn't sure what made him think that- maybe it was how self-conscious Lore looked. Either way, he responded by nodding, and sitting down so he could spend some time with the newest of hopeful additions, to suss out where he might fit, if he fit within the pack. "Nice to meet you, Lore," He said. He'd never heard a name like that before- but he thought it was something that his friend Wraen might've found pretty. "Well, you've come to a peaceful place. The Glen is part of a sort of...sister-system of packs, including Moonspear which resides on the mountain, there,-" He said, gesturing to the peak not far in the distance, "And Redhawk Caldera, which is to the East. The Glen, here, is sort of the newest branch, formed by sort of...My generation of wolves from both Moonspear and the Caldera. You're a year old ish, yeah?" He asked. In truth, the male looked as though he was at least a few months younger than Bronco- but he looked older than his younger siblings as well, so he assumed he might've been born somewhere in between- a winter child. He waited a moment for a response, before he continued. "I'll be two in...May," He said. "We're a fresh pack; we hunt well together, and have had no serious incidents with trespassers or enemies on our lands. Sound like anything you're interested in?" He asked. Lore had already said he'd wanted to join the pack- but Bronco had taken it upon himself to make sure that Lore knew what he was actually getting himself into.