A New Beginning

Once the wolf gave his name, he continued to speak of why he'd come, and so far too. He wondered where the male had come from, exactly, but didn't bother to ask. It was of little importance to him, finding all that mattered to be the fact that he wished t join them. This wolf, Jagger, respected the views and ways of Blackfeather, or so he'd said, which was a very good thing if he was intent on joining them. When asked for a name, the ghost wasn't all too quick to answer, but did nevertheless. "You can call me Kove," he told him, watching closely as some ground between the two was lost.

"Tell me, before I call out for the Queen, what do you plan to do after joining the pack, if you're accepted?" The pale man's orbs locked onto the other's, curious to hear his answer. He liked being well informed on things, even if it was something small. "Do you plan to stay with the pack just through Winter, or longer?" Kove wasn't a huge fan of wolves that stayed with a pack for only the cold months, for it chowed a lack of loyalty. They were just looking out for themselves when they did that, and were usually more trouble than they were worth.