A lone mexican wolf padded through the vast area, a gentle breeze flowing over his shining coat filled with different browns and creams, his large ears and golden amber orbs searching the area for any sign of hostility, or wolves. After a tiny, brief sigh, Bovinari took lazy, short strides as he moved slowly through the area. He was in search of food at the moment, his shiny, black nose at work as the wind carried scents to him. The male wolf, took a deep breath to taste the air, and quickly he perked up quite a bit more. He took one more scenting breath, knowing without a single doubt in his mind that what he smelled was really there. And fear struck his broken heart. The male did not appreciate the presence of other wolves and has not since that day moons ago... but this scent was different. The curious male carefully walked forward to get a better picture painted within his mind. He smelled the scent of many different wolves, and it held the message "Get out! Our territory!". Bovi was unsure of what exactly to do, so he eyed the sky as if an answer would fall like a raindrop to his head. After a moment the male decided to investigate the border a bit more, walking all around and on all sides of the scented area, testing it to see if it was indeed a pack as he thought, or just a temporarily stationary rogue group.

The male finally decided that it was ok, and that it was indeed a pack. Although he did not know quite how this pack would react to a loner at their border, he guessed that they'd be ok with talking. If anything he could always run. He sniffed the ground again, searching for any sign of blood. If a fight had happened recently, such as between a loner and a pack member, he'd scent the blood. It only took a few moments to deduce that there was not blood in the direct area, so the young male started to follow the border a bit, again searching for blood. 10 minutes later, Bovinari ended his search, deciding this pack was safe to talk to. And maybe join. He longed for the friendship and kinship he had had what seemed like years ago, and he figured he would be able to receive that from a pack. Now finished with his safety check, Bovinari stood by the border, the wind pushing his fluffy fur as he lifted his muzzle into a long howl, calling for a pack wolf to come see him. After a moment his head slowly reached its normal position, and he watched for anyone coming near.

Bovinari waited a moment, then suddenly heard a responding howl. His large ears twitched with curiosity, but he stood up tall and and stood his ground. He was not the friendliest of wolves, he didn't become friends with someone just by seeing them, but he wasn't completely cruel either. He was a bit stand offish, he didn't really like other wolves, with good reason. What had happened so long ago had a huge effect on the he-wolf. With his tail still nuetral, he waited for the wolf that had howled to show their face. After a few moments he watched with anticipation the she-wolf that approached him, his body language showing caution. He was prepared for any aggresion, be it words or a fight. He observed her seemingly friendly face as the she wolf smiled as she padded foward, and his ear twitched. As she got closer he took a deep, scenting breath, realizing that she smelled the same as the border marker. Part of the group that lived here, check. Now he wondered if she was among the higher ranks, and generally many question flowed through his mind as he looked her dead in the eyes. His own eyes were blank.

"Hello fair stranger, I am Delta Rose of these lands known as Helidos. Whom might you be and is there anyway I may be able to help you?" The she-wolf said, and he took in a few details. Rose was this wolfs name, the pack name or at least their lands name is Helidos, and she seemed quite friendly. Not at all like the rogue pack that... nevermind. He blinked once, then opened his maw to speak. "Hello Rose. My name is Bovinari. The only help I require would be to perhaps join this, Helidos? Thats the name, correct? Yes, I would like to join this pack, as I have none of my own." He stated calmly and nearly emotionlessly. He was slightly curious as to the details of the pack, although it would probably be best to state his purpose than to just ask questions about the pack. He could be an enemy spy for all they knew, and Bovinari did not want this pack to believe that. His large ears twitched again as a breeze blew by once more, but the young male did not seem affected all that much.

Bovinari watched the females every move, not wanting to be caught off guard.  "Bovinari." "Indeed, this pack is known as Helidos. I am sorry you do not have a pack of your home, but that is why we are here." "We are a home to any, paws and mind open to those whom come to our borders." The she wolf said, and Bovinari took her pauses as time to think over everything she had stated. She seemed to like his name, judging by her reaction after she had said it. He didn't quite understand why she was sorry that he did not already have a home, after all, wouldn't it be better if he didn't so he could join the pack? Or is the pack not that selfish? Hmm... Judging by the next statement, he figured there would be plenty of other ex-loners in the pack. He wondered how well his loyalties would be checked, being a loner.

"Well, I do need to ask a few questions before I can bring into these lands as a family member, a packmate." Question, well, better now than back at camp. It makes sense. Her voice to bother him a little bit, why did she sound so... puplike... Was she making fun of him? He wouldn't appreciate that, but he showed no outer emotion towards this thought. "I must ask... what skills can you offer to this pack? Can you fight? perhaps you are skilled in the ways of herbs, or maybe you can hunt?" The male nodded and was about to speak before she said, "Or perhaps you are best at smiling!" Bovinari appeared a little startled, blinking his eyes a few times. "Well, I am not excellent at smiling, but I am quite good with herbs. I was taught by my mother." He said, the left corner of his lip raising ever so slightly. He still stood tall and proud with his chest puffed out, but he seemed to have relaxed a bit since the she-wolf had appeared. One ear twitched once, but otherwise he stayed still, his gaze turning again hard and calculating.

It alright Rose. I understand being sick. Thanks for adding me to the pack though! Get well soon!