[IC Joining] when the night overrules everything else

Paarthurnax observed quietly as her mate advanced on the pale female, who offered to him her name and purpose, and she focused entirely on Shadow as he moved around the potential recruit. Already on edge around other she-wolves, she felt her blood pressure practically skyrocket when the ashen Alpha stepped too close to Sveta for comfort and set about poking and prodding at her. The crimson healer felt herself bristle and, steeling herself, she frowned thoughtfully as she kept herself from released the low rumble that welled within her throat.

She knew he needed to be sure that this girl did not come carrying illness, and that she was strong enough to aid their pack with regular duties that they all took part in, but her title as Shadow's mate was new and open to be challenged. He often said that he loved her, that she was everything he could ever hope for, and even once he'd promised never to pursue other she-wolves... but he was male. And from where Paarthurnax came from, most of the men did not use their heads when it came to the fairer sex. She was paranoid and determined to defend her place and title as Shadow's mate, absolutely, and hoped that the more established their pack became, the better she could relax over the matter.

Paarthurnax waited, though she did not do so patiently. She lingered there, solid in her place, and discomfort oozed from her pores as she glowered at Sveta with fierce copper eyes.