Thunder Dome The Tale of the White Wolf..

@Meylodi 

Sirris would have dipped her head towards Void, offering a wolfish grin and thanking him for his kind words. She had wished him well, expressing her joy in joining under the packs ranks.  She certainly did wonder in that moment what it would be like in this pack, what rank she would be under? She wondered what she would do for the pack, who she would meet. The possibilities were endless. Though her mind would revert back to the world once more, turning towards the alphess, offering her a wolfish grin too. "Shull we take a walk?" The female would ask, tail swaying once and softly behind her flank, grey eyes gazing curiously at the darker coated fae. 

At the alphess' next words Sirris would offer a soft chuff, something resembling a laugh of amusement. Not at all mockery, if anything it was a soft and gentle sound. Sirris would nod her head, standing up before moving slowly towards an unknown location, though she was sure that Meylodi knew where they were headed. She was happy to tell a story, happy to provide one, she wished to make friends after all. "Sirris has desirrred to join a pack for sometime now.. This one does hope that her time here is prosperous. Under what rank would Sirri be under should she join..?" She would ask, a gentle tilt of her head offered in curiosity. She was quite curious though she wouldn't at all be surprised by the answer, she was sure of it. Her gaze would fall back onto the path ahead as she began to speak of her journey here in soft and somewhat sad tones.

"This one was borrn of lands in the farrr norrrth. The pack was once called Eclipse, a name of great historrry. This one was borrn sick, motherr could not bring Sirris back to health. Thus she left this one for the humans to save. Sirris was found, nursed back to health, made friends with the human male who saved her though he would laterr pass of sickness, Sirris was dumped in the wilds where she later came across her first pack." The young wolf would describe her past softly, the slight shake of her voice raising in tone upon speak of the humans death, though she would continue her tale, trotting along slowly enough for the other to catch up. 

"This one was found by a pack called WolfSpirits, a place Sirris had rrresided for two years, never once joining ranks. This one fell in love with the packs hunter, though she Sirris was later chased out underr false prretences, leaving this one to wander the cold, dangerrous lands on her own. Sirris had faced many threats on her time alone within the cold and treacherous lands so foreign to her.  She had not travelled so far. This one later found solace in a new pack though this one was treated as meat and not treated fairly. They had given this one many scars inside and out."  She expressed her suffering before coming here, though she would not give too much detail as to save the other some time in listening, she would only give what was needed, not things in which were unimportant. Her soft eyes would turn once more to the path ahead, keeping track of where she had been walking in case she were to suddenly trip. 

The path ahead seemed to grow more rocky as they moved forwards, the most she could see was the sky, the stone really the only things she could see apart from that somewhat dark, star filled sky. "This one only lingered within their terrritory for so long.. This one was theirr warrior, though Sirris did at times tend to the wounded. Many were wounded within such a pack, a healer was needed, all must know the basics.. Sirris had left and found herself here, she does hope that something of that nature were to not happen to her once more.." The fae expresses, offering a sad wolfish grin before turning a slight corner, mostly keeping her eyes on the path ahead though tuning her gaze to Meylodi every once in a while.