Stavanger Bay First Step

Looking for @Skellige but AW

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She had become a member of the pack. The first pack she had ever been in, other then her birth pack, but she didn't have a choise as to if she stayed there. Her goal was to scout and do her job. Thats what she thought pack wolves did, jobs. Not interested in meeting the members of the pack just yet, she called for Skellige. Howling for him so that he might give her a mission or task to do outside the border. 

She wanted her spot garanteed. If the pack needed her and her skills they wound't abandon her or kick her out. Not her normal self, she was on edge. She was used to being in new places, but within pack territory was somehow different for her. Like she wasn't safe.

The titan had learned from his minor mistakes. He knew that he could not simply allow anyone into the ranks of his beautiful creation. Skellige had realized that he needed those who possessed great talents – those who could bring him what he needed. It was not enough to be willing. Those who entered his reign had to be devoted to the great and powerful ancient ones. If they were not, they would find themselves quickly transitioning into a stage of disposal. The leviathan would not stand by and allow the beliefs of his land and his people to be diminished to nothing. He had already found himself so greatly disgusted by the fleeing of the golden child – Sharkbait. She had abandoned everything that he had attempted to provide for her. She had caused Deirdre to wade into the dark of the forest, and had the pale Donnelaith wolf not been there…
 
A foul thought crossed his mind at the memory of the bear attack. It had left a sour taste in his mouth and the potential of a permanent limp in his limb. The jagged claw marks were a constant reminder of what he had lost on that day. Still, the woodland healer had apologized and treated him with the same love and devotion that she did to everyone. Perhaps that was the reason for his sour ways. Skellige was beginning to think that her actions were not unique. It was unfair of him to pin that to her, but his injury had driven him into a state of madness. His goal was to keep a watchful eye on the coast, as he knew it was rightfully his.
 
That was where the scout came in. As the brute had swaggered forward, his brows furrowed into a stiff line above his dark eyes; he drew in the scent of the newcomer with a peculiar relishing of her novelty. “Greetings, scout… do you believe yourself to be ready for your first order?” he inquired of her without warning or proper formality.

The leader had appeared just as she had hoped and without the need of her request, it seemed he already had some orders for her to fulfill. She was glad that she had joined this pack, that they would be able to give her life some more meaning. But at the same time she felt warry and nervious of being within it's borders. She wanted to get out and do something as soon as she could, hoping this and her future scouting duties would only require her minimal time spend within the borders.

She kept her tail low and lowered her head as he approtched, still unaware of the official or proper way to adress authority without complete submission. It seemed that they only other time she had expressed submission or dominance was in fights and one usually stood on one extreme or the other. She hoped her pack edicate could be over looked at this time and that they would focus on her work.

Adressing his question she replied "I would be lying to say I hadn't desired one sooner." Her remark though not ment to be snark was more like her normal self then when she had first encounter this wolf.