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Another wolf appeared, but this was no ordinary packmate of Keres. He took note of the pride in his tone as the younger male spoke. Alpha or leader, he supposed, only to be proven right. Holland dipped his head slightly, having no commitment yet to show humility. He wasn't sure what to make of this Osiris wolf so far. A young leader... he did not expect such a thing. "I am Holland" he did not look at Keres as he spoke, his eye focusing entirely on the male. "a healer."

There was no surname attached to him. Not anymore. Healing is what he could do. It was what he had been taught by years wandering, by hermits and vagabonds alike. "I am not averse to hard work" but loyalty had to be earned in his eyes. He left that part out. "my craft demands the mind and body's wellness first, yet I can defend myself. And others if need be." But he was also not a traditional fighter. He kept spars to exercise himself, to make sure he was fit and able. Meditation was also a thing he did.

"I wish to join your community." He did not want to overload the alpha with pointless self flattery, so he fell silent. Waiting to see what he did next.