Onyx left the isle because both alphas and left soon after they were appointed and Onyx beleived the pack was cursed. She wished good luck to Silvermane, Majesty, and Ypres, even though they were all gone. And then she left.
Onyx had shown up at Horizon Ridge and found nobody. So she had caught a seagull, promising she would let it live if it told her where the pack had gone to. Seagulls, being dumb, told her where the wolves were. She let it free and hoped it had not tricked her.
So she arrived in Stavanger Bay. She realized shs had not thought up to this point. She knew some wolf would come if she sounded in pain, because she was young and hopefully the wolves of Stavanger Bay were helpful. She yelped loudly, hoping it would attract some wolf. Then she sat down and hummed an upbeat tune.
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The only reason that Ragnar had heard the series of yelps at his borders had been because he had been nearing the girl's position having been aware of her presence by her scent before he had heard the yelps. Scarred and unscarred ears slicked back to his skull in mild annoyance. Most wolves sent out a howl. A howl he could have dealt with. It was the yelps that insinuated what Ragnar assumed to be impatience (despite if they meant no such thing) and pain that did not put Jarl in any kind of good mood the closer to her he drew. For some reason loners had this misconception that he cared anything for their lives and that he would become some kind of hero and see to it that they were healed. He did not care about wolves that were not apart of Stavanger Bay and that was simply the harsh reality of it. It did not take Ragnar long to shrug past the tree line, allowing harsh icy caribbean blue eyes to study the young girl. She was about a year old if he had to guess and the Jarl let out a small, nearly inaudible huff. What was it with all these young creatures finding their way there? Stavanger Bay was no safe haven for orphaned children, though the only thing she had going for her at the current point was that if she wasn't already a year old she was close to it.
He stared at her coolly, put off by her youth and the fact that she distinctly, albeit it was faded, smelled of Wheeling Gull Isle. How many times did he have to tell Ypres to keep her wolves away from his borders before it sunk into her thick skull. At this rate, there would be more children in Stavanger Bay then there was adults, especially so if Julooke ended up being pregnant and when Nerian would become pregnant by him. The solution to that could have been easy, permit no one to breed next year, including himself but that hardly seemed fair to him. Especially because Ragnar wanted sons and he needed no one's permission to breed with his wives. At least, his children would be a year old when March rolled around and Thistle would go into heat once more, if Nerian's heat cycle timed it right, so would his children with his Priestess Wife so having children every year with both wives would not be so bad. Simply, he would no longer allow any more Juveniles into the Bay unless they were close to a year of age.
Most every pack must have some sort of youth Onyx assumed. "I can watch over and care for pups, I don't mind sitting around for hours." Stop throwing things out there you have no experience with! This wolf wouldn't like you lying to him, I'm sure. But then again when she lived alone she had had lots of practice sitting around for hours.
Ragnar gave the girl the benefit of the doubt and listened to what she had to say, figuring that there was little harm in having her apprentice in the counselor trade as long as he kept an eye on her, since he was close to earning it for himself. She was a little young to be giving out life advice having what he considered barely any life experience but he could train her in that if she was serious about it. He noted, as she spoke about being a warden that he could also train her how to do that. So far, it sounded like she had a clear idea of what she wanted to contribute to the pack and he was seeing no reason not to take her in under his wing. His own children showed little interest in trades at the current moment, though he would have to push them towards pursuing an apprenticeship considering they were apart of his pack as everyone else and he encouraged trades. His children would not take from the hard work of their pack mates without giving anything back.
He did not know what to tell her, listening when she admitted that she had no idea what she was doing but that she just wanted to be let in the pack. It came as a surprise that any of Wheeling Gull Isle wanted to become apart of Stavanger Bay considering he was fairly sure both Majesty and Ypres had made him out to be some kind of monster because they had both been convinced that they'd done the right thing, that they hadn't done anything wrong by parking their asses on Horizon Ridge's doorstep and that the Viking Jarl was nothing more than a mad man. That was how Ypres had made it sound. Like she hadn't done anything wrong to him and his, like she had all of the rights and he was the one who had didn't deserve to feel angry or territorial. He should have killed them when he had the chance.
He could turn her away, he knew. He could do it without feeling any remorse, too. With winter coming he needed all of the wolves helping out, especially with Julooke and Verrine's, not to mention Nerian's and his own children on the way. He could not afford to have wolves that had no intention of helping out. He didn't need any more wolves to babysit. His own helpless newborns and older children would be enough.
If she'd have voiced her doubts aloud he might have dissuaded them, after all he hadn't spoken that she wasn't smart, only that she had no skills and there after lied to him about it. Ragnar had no patience for liars and he intended to nip it in the bud with her here and now and if she continued to do so she would find herself in the merciless hands of the winter, alone. He had not specifically added lying to the list of things the girl was to work on but it was implied and he trusted she was clever enough to pick up upon it. On the subject of Ypres dying Ragnar was silent though it had sparked his curiosity and the desire to go himself and see if it were true. He assumed that death was not something she would lie about but given the recent altercation moments ago he did not trust her entirely at her word. Ragnar kept his face stoic in light of the news not intending to let her know that it had claimed his interest if only because he wanted to prove that his grim prediction — that they would be their own destruction — had been true all along.