Moonspear I struck a match and blew your mind

Slavik’s reaction to the mention of a hunt was similar to his friend’s, his fluffy tail began to swing to an inaudible rhythm that drummed in his heart. He was starting to feel a little excited, nervous still, anxious to be accepted, but excited about it all. Speedy thanked Amekaze, Slavik nodded along, Definitely, I’d love to, he added. His gaze shifted from the alpha to the beta, who addressed them both about her medic sister and then only him. A tracker, Slavik’s eyes lit at this. He was very interested in the trade, and would love to learn what she knew.

Sure, I’ll be ready anytime, he replied with a smile, his eyes falling back to Llewellyn for a moment. He wondered if the other blonde would have something to say, he still thought it troublesome how the other seemed to have an aversion to him. He hoped it was nothing personal, if it was he’d have to patch it up, as he didn’t want to start out with any bad blood. He followed Speedy’s lead then, and waited for any further instruction from the women of Moonspear.