*Edited last paragraph~ (thought it said reveal himself as I wrote it xD)*

The call.

One moment he had just been walking aimlessly through the forests of Erenyx. Everyone there seemed to be drilled into something. Strict orders, snarling faces. They all seemed the same. He hadn't met much, barely any, but he'd seen enough of it to the point that the realization hit him that this was not what he had planned for. More excitement, more "pizzazz" as some might say. Though he hated the word. He had hoped there would be something better that what he had found inside the borders. Barely anyone had personalities, for all tried to hard to please their Alpha, that of which he hadn't even met yet. He had heard stories and descriptions of his brobdingnagian frame and of his age and experience, but what could he judge from by words of another.  Nearly everything that came out of a pair of jaws that spoke highly of another was exaggerated to some extent, wasn't it? Course they could be true on the most part, but Desoto was not really into just believing what he'd heard before he'd seen it. And by now, he had considered leaving his new 'home' behind and living out as rouge. No doubt exiled from the lands of Erenyx, and ever his face been seen again... well he might end up with a few wounds or worse. But then it had come.

The howl that he had heard was a summoning of all those wishing to join a new pack. The male had known from the start that his home would be in Age. Nowhere else. Helios was so kind and caring for his liking, and Erenyx seemed to lack the excitement he longed for, just like his previous home. Perhaps he was wrong about where his home was. Maybe it was not in the land he was chosen, but in the new one? The tone of the call was none of which he had heard, and it spiked an interest in him. Looking behind him, he checked if anyone was looking. He did not need wolves coming after his tail and drag him back for what he was about to do. He realized now that he would be going against his promise to the Delta Female, and Ariste would no doubt be disgusted and disappointed with him. However, it wasn't like he cared that much. He had promised that as long as he could stay he would give his loyalties, but it was not as long as he hoped. Letting out a sigh he turned and ran in the direction of the call, his legs carrying him at a steady lope.

Soon the trees changed, from tall and intimidating pines and oaks to softer, more delicate, and graceful ones. The coloring changed as well and for once, Desoto found him-self feeling struck out against the surrounding objects. As he slowed to a halt, he let his senses take over as he searched for anyone around. Sniffing the air he caught a scent completely unfamiliar. It reeked of no trace of any of the elder packs and for that he was grateful. Allowed him to make easier relations with his, hopefully, soon-to-be Alpha. Turning his head he caught sight of the brute who had summoned the interested. His coloring was of earthy browns and his eyes were what he would describe as a bright emerald green. He stood there beneath the brightly covered trees, waiting for others to come forth and join him. Tilting his head to the side, the black  brute studied him. He seemed to be deemed as one to be respected, but as he had never even met the man, he could not be sure. Perhaps others whom had met this stranger before might have a higher chance of gaining entrance to his realm than Desoto did. With a sigh, he trotted forward nodding his head in respect towards the owner of the howl before clearing his throat to speak. "I heard your call. I am Desoto, a previous warrior of Erenyx and I believe we had yet to meet until now. My previous pack here turned out to offer little of what I had desired or thought of what it would be. But I am sure yours now, will offer and supply just the things I am looking for. And hopefully I can be of sufficient service towards the building of the new pack you are now raising." With another nod he stepped back slightly. Giving more distance between the two before turning and sitting a few feet away, his body angled towards the earth pelted demon. Despot's ears were perked for a response or the sound of another approaching as he waited with him. After a bit he let out a sigh and looked around. The trees were none like he'd seen before. The snow was littering the ground, covering it in a white sheet, and the wind cold and biting. Yet here the trees stood, in full bloom their colors shining brightly in contrast to the pale ground. It appalled him how this could be possible. Shaking his head he mumbled incoherent words under his breath as he sat. He guessed the caller, whomever he was, was waiting for more to arrive until revealing his plans and name. Desoto guessed he understood, though he hoped others with interest would hurry their asses up so he does not fall prey to the biting cold.

((Sorry it's rushed.))

Hearing the call in the distance, Fel’s paws diverged from her usual path of patrol. There was nothing in her heart that kept her loyal to Erenyx. In her eyes, she owed them nothing. Previously, there had been only two options: Dark or Light. A wolf that was suited for neither would feel entirely alienated in either situation, unable to bond with any of its true members. And what was Fel, if not a shimmering shade of ashen grey caught in the middle of the spectrum? The Elite was too impure for either society, though still unwilling to accept living out the rest of her days as a rouge. But now, it seemed, a fourth option was possible. The raven fae knew exactly what the call meant, and more importantly, who it was from. Paws pummeling the earth as she flew towards the summoning howl at an almost sprinting pace, she reflected on her decision. But no matter how long she thought about it, the conclusion was still the same: Desmond was the one leader in these lands she would be honored to follow.

As she got closer, Fel’s ears flickered to and fro, aiding her flaring nostrils in locating her formerly rouge friend’s exact position. Among the strange lavender hues of the foliage, the brute-like fae soon spotted him and approached, nearly skidding to a stop on the fresh layer of snow. In a rumbling voice, she spoke to him, “Desmond, I have heard your call and come to answer it. You know well my story of relations in both packs, and that I belong in neither of them… But I would be glad to loyally serve under you, if you would have me, since I see no other wolf in these lands that I would rather follow.” With the conclusion of her words, the demonic fae offered a low bow of her head and waited upon his response. She then realized that one other was already there, casting a quick glance to him and a blink of silent greeting before returning her utmost attention to Desmond.

The lone female trotted quickly through the woods, her paws carrying her ever closer towards the source of the howl. She'd left Erenyx for good, just days after being appointed to Warrior; the scent of the pack barely lingered on her pelt. She flattened her ears. Way to go, Cheza... Here she was, throwing away the pledge of loyalty she'd made, however reluctant. What was her honor worth if she didn't uphold it?

But she had to give herself credit--she would not fare well in a pack with Erenyx wolves. The young wolf could and would certainly fend for herself, but the nature of those wolves clashed too much with her own. Their aggression was senseless, aimless. Perhaps there were a few members more like herself, but they wouldn't be enough to compensate. She had wrestled with herself for hours on the matter, wondering if she'd made a smart choice... until the echoes of a howl resounded from a territory further away. She had known what it meant the moment it reached her ears, and the fae considered herself very, very lucky.

She trod onward, until the scent of other wolves pooled in her nostrils. Slowing her pace, her ears folded back, and she approached the small gathering of wolves. When the last wolf had spoken, she stepped forward. "I am Cheza, Warrior of Erenyx. I've found that I don't belong with that pack, but I believe yours may be the one I'm searching for. I seek your allegiance, and for that I offer you my service and my loyalty." With that she dipped her muzzle in respect, and stepped away. As the last few spoke, she listened, and cast her golden orbs around. Some were from Erenyx, some from Helidos, though she knew not a single one. Then again, they didn't look like they were well-acquainted with each other, either, particularly those from different packs. She released a silent breath, her tail swaying loosely with ease. This new pack may not have been a fresh start, but it was close enough.

Pharika's head raised as a sound hit her ears, A wolves call. An alpha? But who? Getting to her paws she ran from her place in Helidos territory, this was her chance to finally climb from omega. As her paws crushed the leaves underneath them she pushed herself faster. This was her chance, she knew she could impress this new alpha, she knew it. As she approached the source of the sound the scent of many wolves hit her nose, Making it twitch. Erenxy and Helidos, this was going to be awkward. Being that the two packs generally didn't get along, not only would this be awkward it may be a bit dangerous. However, Pharika would not worry herself with such thoughts, there was an alpha here, he would keep things in line, that was his job and if he was calling to others there was no doubt that he could do it.

Making her way into the group of wolves she stopped before the male who had called, keeping a respectful distance away. " I am Pharika. I was previously a warrior of Erenxy but upon joining I found no place for myself there. I then journied to Helidos, trying to become a hunter, there too I found no place for myself. I have came to your call to ask for entrance to your pack. As a hunter. I will offer you my loyalty and skills" she said her tone respectful, yet very matter of fact. She was never one to beat around the bush, especially not With important matters like this. She didn't mention that she had been admitted as Omega of Helidos, why did it matter? She had been trying to become a hunter, that was the truth, she didn't lie to this male. Nor did she plan too, if he asked her about her current rank she would tell him, without hesitation. However, at this moment she felt that her current rank wasn't important. What was important was her skills and how she could help his pack survive, which she would do if he allowed her entrance.

Gemini was not very happy in Erenyx and never expected to be, but she now wished to get away from this place and be with a new pack or just be free. When she heard the call of the Desmond she took her chance and ran to where she heard him. She had no idea how this pack would be but since she saw other wolves also heading that direction she felt like it wouldn't be that bad. Plus Teren was not a wolf she felt comfortable being around, joining a new pack meant she had a good chance of getting a higher rank. But for now she would accept anything. Once she was to the place where Alpha Desmond was gathering wolves she stepped up and spoke, "I am Hunter Gemini coming from Erenyx, that was not the place for me so I came in search of earning a place in your pack. I will offer my complete loyalty to you and promise to feed your pack well if you accept me." she dipped her head to him, hoping he would accept her. If not she did not know what she would do. She wouldn't be able to go back to Erenyx because Alpha Teren would tear her to pieces for ever thinking of leaving the pack. This was a large risk she took by leaving but it would be worth it if she was accepted. She would be happy to get away from the death pack where she means nothing. In this case she could end up actually being needed and not just another wolf that nobody cares about. She was lonely in the other pack and this was her chance to make friends and no longer be lonely. She waited for Alpha Desmond to speak, when he did she would listen carefully with her full attention.

As he lowered his head, he ended the call to the wolves. He stood tall, on all fours before them. His green eyes watched and counted as each wolf appeared before him. Six wolves soon found their place among one another, all looking to him, expressing their need to join his pack and most gave their ranks assigned by their pack, all but one. He addressed them in the order of which they first appeared. Many of their scents were covered by that of Erenyx. If the pack had been so almighty and powerful, why were their numbers slipping to nothing? Desmond was beaming with glee within his own form. But he did not show it yet. He watched as the first male had approached him. He was black as night with eyes of gold. It was not the wolf he had heard about. This was good. He did not need to see the monster he had once heard about from so long ago. His hulking form stood still. "As you were granted the rank of Warrior in Erenyx, I shall be giving you that same rank. As a Warrior it will be your position to fight for the pack. Surely others from the neighboring packs will hear of yours and many others leaving their pack and joining the Rogue. This will anger many and you may even be forced to fight your friends. Is this something you can live with? If you can, then Warrior Desoto of Agavos, you shall be known as." He nodded his head once to him, then moved to look to the next wolf who entered the circle. This was a wolf he had known, one he had actually had a real conversation with. Fel was the Elite of Erenyx and even before he ever knew he was starting his own pack, she had spoken about how she wanted to serve a better leader. Desmond was unsure if he was truly fit for such a role, but he was going to do it anyway. "Fel, I would be honored for you to serve me as Elite. In time, I could see you truly gaining your rank up to Beta. I appreciate your trust in me, and leaving behind two packs who were of no use to you. I hope Agavos is the lands you seek and will finally have a place called home." He nodded to her and then moved his eyes to look at the other wolves.

He focused on the next black wolf, and like Fel, he too had blue eyes. It was strange to see so many black wolves within his pack. Though he was not going to judge any of them for the color of their pelts, but for the actions they made. "Noble, I would be happy to accept a Caretaker into our pack. For who all knows when your services will be needed. For the time being, you will be free to roam and do as you see fit. Welcome home, Caretaker Noble." He gave him a nod and then looked to the next wolf. Yet another mostly black female. She had eyes of the burning sun, bright and illuminating. He watched her and listened to her words as he had for all the others. "Cheza, I ask you the same thing I have asked Desoto... Will you be able to fend off others from your old pack to keep our new one alive and well? If you can, then you shall be named Warrior Cheza of Agavos." His eyes drifted to the wolf who was not black. Her coat was a blend of greys and browns, much like his own, but also very different. Between all the wolves in this circle, only the two of there were very different from the rest. All the others were so similar to one another, only their body shapes and eyes had been different. But even in her words she was different than the others. She did not mention a rank she had served in her most recent pack. All the others had made sure to tell him of their ranks, but she did not. "What rank did you hold in your pack of Helidos? I know you mentioned Erenyx, but what did they grant you?" Then he moved on to the last wolf. Gemini was also black, but being that she was a fae, he could tell she was not the beast he had heard about. Her eyes were a light golden color, almost non-existent. "I shall accept you as a Hunter, Gemini. But you will be tasked with filling the kill pile, as we currently do not have one. If you need help, you may ask the others who have joined. I know Fel is well skilled in such a task. I'm sure the others will assist you if you ask them to. If you can promise to keep the pack fed, then you may consider yourself home." He looked to the wolves and waited for all their replies.

- Fel, you do not need to reply to this, but you can if you wish. All others will need a reply for them to be accepted. -

A howl. One of strength and courage. it called all those who would dare take such a chance. Ashlen had kept quiet in Erenyx, stealing her way through the shadows. Day in and day out she'd collected herbs, storing them away for the frigid winter on fast approach. With the incoming cold her coat grew thicker to accommodate. Aside from her Alpha and the two she-wolves she'd encountered on her first day, the Healer had not spoken to any of her new pack. But, she had learned a lot in silent skulking. Tales of plots. Plots of harems and betrayal. Teren was not the creature she'd believed him to be. Whether he'd known Malvolio or not she couldn't be sure, but he was just as bad, if not worse. The story of Teren liberating this group called Erenyx was well known. How he'd saved them from one called Steele, who'd attempted to steal faes from their mates and breed litters from them. Teren was rumoured to be amassing a Harem of faes for this very purpose, although it was said  he offered them a choice. This female was likely to be one called to his den in the winter. It made her afraid. If she could not produce him a strong litter, or even any at all, would he kill her? She was afraid to fail just as she had with Aaron.

She kept to herself in the Healers den. No one came in need of her services. When the snow stuck to the ground, so too did her ears stick to her head in fearful submission. It would be soon, she knew. But other, more enticing whispers had found her ears. Whispers of a new Alpha rising in the lands. Some members of Erenyx were discussing the possibility of making the switch when the call came. All these discussions of course occurred in the far reaches of the territory and the Neutral Lands. So adept at concealing herself, Ashlens presence in these conversations was never known. It was possible she had found her salvation, if only she call would come in time.

True to form, the fates had offered her the slimmest of escapes. Out in the neutral lands, Ashlen had been collecting the last remaining herbs she could. Imperfect as they were, it was better to have a small reserve of cold-damaged plants than none at all. A bouquet of catchweed and feverfew already dangled from her muzzle, tied together with a blade of grass. The small bundle of lavender at her side was not as vibrant as they were in the warmer months, though they would suffice. When the call came she gathered them up, using her tongue to tie a blade of grass around them and trotted towards the source. Her arrival was untimely, already six wolves had arrived. There was one male who appeared to hold power there, assigning the individuals their ranks. True to herself she stayed in the shadows, observing. One wolf looked familiar. Pharika, one of the faes she's met in the basin, was being questioned as to her previous rank. The Healer had known her as a Warrior, but she smelt of another pack now, she could be anything. When all turned silent she revealed herself, hoping she wasn't too late. "Grtns!" She warbled through her quarry. She stepped closer, dropping the bundles at her feet before starting once more. "Sorry. Greetings, I am Ashlen. Might there be room for one more?" She looked at him expectantly, her survival hingeing on this next moment.

____As others began to file in one by one, Desoto was quick to take in their appearances and scents. Most of them, he noticed had come from Erenyx. How peculiar.. There was one she-wolf whom had left that place and joined Helidos, for whatever reason he was not sure and could not fathom. He let out a soft huff of breath as he flicked his tail. Seven wolves including himself and the newly established Alpha stood around, and with the six wolves that had come to him the earth colored brute seemed to be satisfied. Tuning his ears forward, golden eyes watched the male turn to speak to him. His words floated into his ears and the night pelted male's gaze did not waver as he took in what the other asked. Instead it filled with determination and a small lift of his lips created a small smirk upon his face. Turn on the friends he had made before? Desoto wanted to laugh a bit at that, but instead he gave Desmond a firm nod. "No problem, Sir. I did not make close ties with anyone yet, so turning on my previous pack is not all that much a loss for me. I will not hesitate if my skills in battle are called for against Erenyx or Helidos, Alpha Desmond." He turned his gaze then to the previous Elite of their old home as she spoke to the brute. She was given the same title as before, which could be expected. She had the experience and his new leader would need her help when getting this place up and running. Determined himself, Desoto would try his best as to make himself respected here and perhaps if possible work his way up the ranks. He hoped that he, the others and Desmond could have good relations in the future. A divided union of a pack was not a good way to begin and go forth. Though he could not help but wonder what kind of leader the wolf would be. He didn't seem all too kind like Helidos but not as bad as Teren. Somewhere in the middle, which is how the male-of-few-words predicted his leadership to be.

As more and more wolves gathered, Fel’s hope for her friend’s pack grew. It was certainly interesting that most of them were black and most recently from Erenyx. Teren’s numbers were waning. Perhaps sometime soon, the dethroned heir would strike at that beast. But whether he did or not, it no longer mattered to the raven fae. What mattered was that this pack, Agavos, would grow stronger and larger. Fel looked over to the first wolf who had arrived, and the first one who was addressed: Desoto. When Desmond turned afterwards to her, the female listened attentively, displaying her acceptance of keeping her position of Elite as she transitioned packs with a deep swoop of her head. It was generous of him, though she knew even he would need some sort of help managing the pack as it began. “I am glad to carry on as Elite under you, and will accept whatever duties you feel I am capable of whenever the time is right. Thank you for a fresh start and a home.” Fel silenced herself, returning to her former rigid form whilst listening him speak to the others. Each one was greeted with a question, like an outline of requirements to see if they were up to the role. Surely, each wolf replied in agreement to the terms. As soon as they finished, however, a straggler showed up, but did not mention her capabilities. Silently, the elite hoped she was a healer, for they seemed to be short of one and her pelt held traces of the mixed herbal scent which usually connoted one.

Fel waited in silence until Desmond and the straggler were finished speaking, and after Desmond added anything else he wished to address. Giving him her full attention, she listened until the words ceased to flow graciously from his jaws. Afterwards, she stepped a little ways towards the huntress named Gemini, speaking directly to her. “If you are indeed in need of help getting the kill pile started, I would be happy to help.” Looking over to Noble, she added towards him, “Noble, would you mind helping getting us started? There are no pups around quite yet, and every extra set of jaws would be of some use whilst hunting in the winter.”

The she-wolf had wanted to scoff at Desmond's question. He had a few qualms about her loyalty, and any wolf in his position would be rightfully concerned. But to Cheza the answer was obvious--Erenyx was long forgotten. "You needn't worry about that. I haven't made many ties with Erenyx, either, and I'm not afraid to fight against them. My loyalty and services lie with Avagos now." She dipped her head once. Cheza spoke with truth. Her time in that pack had been brief, and she'd made more of a bargain than a commitment at the border. It didn't mean that she couldn't put all of her efforts into her new allegiance. And so she would. 

Twitching her ears, she looked on as one by one, the others agreed to the terms. It would be interesting, getting to know them all. It seemed that the majority of these wolves had come from Erenyx, and for this small detail she felt oddly relieved. Eventually, all of the wolves were accepted, and the she-wolf, Fel, began to round up a couple of wolves for hunting duty. Her ears lifted at the proposal, though the words were not spoken directly to herself. "If I may," she said, rising to her four, "I can also lend a paw with the hunting." The fae was a good hunter, but what prompted her was the want of work, something that could really get her paws moving.

Pharika listened to the alpha speak intently, her ears flicking when he addressed her. Her Helidos rank, she would not be deterred. "Well sir, I was given the rank of omega. The alpha, Alpha Fenris, is very weary of Erenxy for reasons I'm not I sure of. However, it wasn't my loyalty that drove me form them and to you now, it was that I felt a could be serving a pack better if my rank wasn't so unfairly poor. That, is why I've come here today, to ask entrance to your pack a a hunter, for i can tell from the Woves here you may still be in need of one." she final,y said, her tone matter of fact but not in any way disrespectful. That was the last thing she wanted to do. Disrespect an alpha, especially an alpha that could help her serve a pack to her fu,lest, instead of being an omega.
Letting her eyes flow around the group she sighed, this seemed like a pretty formidable group of wolves, and a group that was like herself, unhappy in either pack. She had wondered for a while now if she was the only one feeling like that, like neither pack was for her but neither was the life of a loner, she let out a sigh and continued to scan over what could be her new pack, if this male found her satisfactory. She truly hoped her unfairly given current rank would have no affect on his decision but she wasn't going to whine and cry if he didn't let her join, she wasn't like that, she would never be like that, she was a wolf. And wolves weren't cry baby's, they were strong, they were smart and they could be independent if need be.

Gemini listened to every word the alpha said, he had spoken every name so far except hers and she was starting to get a little nervous. If he denied her entrance into the pack she wouldn't know what to do. Whether she would have to become a rouge, face her death punishment and go back to Erenyx or join the soft pack of Helidos. None of those idea's seemed good to her, so when Alpha Desmond spoke her name she couldn't help but let herself sigh with relief. He had accepted her, she would be placed with the duty of making sure the kill-pile was filled. She felt like it would be easy since the new lands probably have not been hunted in much so prey would feel more safe there, although since it was winter she didn't expect there to be a lot of prey. Once he finished speaking and everybody had responded it was her turn, "I must thank you for accepting me into your pack, I will do my absolute best to make sure this pack is well fed." after she said this she turned to Fel, Noble and Cheza then continued to speak, "Thank you for offering your help, I will definitely need help to get the kill-pile started, once it is full I should be able to keep it full with the help of any other hunters that join." She wondered what this new pack would be like and how many fights they will have at the start of it. Along with having no healer come from either of the packs, it kind of worried her. But she trusted that her new alpha would know what to do and have a plan. As far as she could tell this pack was not going to be a soft and nice pack like Helidos, because of the amount of Erenyx that came. But it also wouldn't be a hard and mean as Erenyx because the alpha was better than Teren and seemed like he would care about his pack more than the evil leader. She was ready to go to the new pack lands already so that she could get started on finding the best hunting place and start getting the kill-pile started. She thought of herself as a skillful hunter with fast paws that could catch her prey easily and quick thinking that would be needed for some prey, along with patience. She knew what she was doing when it came to hunting and the pack would be able to see that soon enough.

- If your name is already green, you do not need to speak or post again (if you don't want to and are accepted to post anywhere in Agavos). If your name is not green, then I am not done with you just yet. -

He had accepted most of them already, listening to their promises to help keep the pack going. This was progress. This was the perfect start they needed. The Alpha male looked over all the prospects, wondering if some would now leave or stay. He looked to Pharika once more. The fact that she had withheld her rank from him, did bother the male. Why would she do such a thing? If she was coming for a new start, it's good to let your Alpha know everything about what you had been through. "Tell me why you did not tell me your rank. All of your peers around you told me from the get go what pack they came from and the rank they held. Why was this such a problem for you? The point of the Omega rank is to learn, not just to be the ass of all the jokes or anything like that. Yes it does take some getting used to, but I feel that when you did not tell me your rank, that you were trying to hide that. If you would hide something as insignificant of a title from your old pack, then what else will you hide from me? For that, you will be an Omega in my pack as well. If you can prove to me that you have nothing else to hide and can show us that you belong here, then in no time you will earn the rank of Hunter. If this does not appeal to you, you can go back to Helidos and nobody will know this even happened, but if you want to learn and grow, then I suggest you bear through it and work hard. Do your utmost best at all times. All eyes will be on you." As the new wolf had entered their little circle, he smiled to her. "Of course we are accepting more. What is your name fae and what talent do you have to bring to the pack? If you wish to tell me a bit about your past, time in Erenyx, or what have you... That is up to you. Just know that openness is important on the journey to a new life."

Pharika stood listening,her heart falling as he stated her rank would not change. She had all she could do to keep from growling, though with a quick bite to her own tongue she managed "Well sir, if that is what is needed I suppose I have no problem being accepted into you pack as omega. However, I do wish to tell you the reason I did not mention it. My reason for not mentioning it was that I did not want my rank to put a damper on your view of what skills I may have. I do apologize if I have offended you with that sir, I was attempting to give you a view of what am I capable of, not what other another alpha thought of my past."She said, her voice remaining even as she spoke.

She did truly hope she hadn't offended him. It honestly wasn't her intention, not in the slightest. 'Way to go Pharika, this is just like you. Try to do something productive and screw it right the hell up, Fantastic' she mentally scolded herself.this was exactly what she didn't want. She would have preferred that he had just told her to crawl back off to being a Helidos omega, that he wanted nothing to do with her, he might as well have. As her eyes flowed over her possibly new alpha she couldn't help but realise how handsome he was. Aside from herself he was the only wolf in the group that wasn't black, he was also the only one here who had clearly recently been a loner. From what she could tell they had quite a bit in common. The more she thought the more she realized that he would not notice her beauty, he would only see her scars, the small and the not so much, that he would not think of her as anything more than an omega. She realized that he was an alpha, he would never think anything of her.

Paws thudded rhythmically against the frosty ground as the male trotted forward at a steady pace. A head was held high and amber eyes were bright, alert and eager. It was safe to say he had not done exactly well when it came to becoming a proper part of Helidos. The male had felt like an outsider despite residing within the pack's borders for almost a year now. Never though, would he switch over to Erenyx. The pack was vile, and after his encounter with the two apprentices that had left him in an almost fatal position- he wanted nothing other then to make the beast's pay for their sins. It had been only recently that he had caught wind of a new pack on the rise and hope had began to kindle in a heart he thought would remain dead and lifeless for the remainder of his life. He would not deny that at the least he would miss Helidos. He may not have made any ties or properly fitted in but Quinn had been a good leader and he felt bad to leave her as he currently was. But he knew deep down that this was the right decision. His neck had begun to ache slightly yet he kept his head held high, a large rabbit dangling from his strong jaws. He was proud of the catch giving the time of year, it was to be a gift to who would hopefully soon be his alpha and Twelve picked up his pace, eager to meet the male and see if he had a chance of earning a spot in his ranks.

It did not take him much longer to reach the destination and soon many forms came into sight. Twelve stopped for a moment, he had no doubts yet there was still a nagging feeling at the back of his mind. Leaving Helidos for here had better be right, however he did not hesitate and continued forward confidently. It was easy to locate the alpha, he had an air about him that suggested dominance and wisdom- it also helped that everyone else had the lingering scents of their former packs clinging to them and he only smelt of what would soon be the known scent of Agavos. Coming to a stop near the male, Twelve let the prey fall to the ground by the alpha's paws, giving a nod of respect. "Greetings, alpha of Agavos. Is there room in your ranks for one more?" He'd done it, yet unlike his joining Helidos- he no longer felt scared and nervous as to what the world held to offer. No, he was eager for a new start, ready.

[Aware that there's no spots left for Warrior so I'll have him try out for Hunter instead if that's alright. Also a bit rushed towards the end.]

So many others were expressing their gratitude at their own acceptance while Ashlen stood quiet. Her time would come when this self-acclaimed Alpha would notice her and bring her into the fold. She caught the eye of one female, one who called herself the Elite. She must be a very good fighter and extremely intelligent, She thought. She offered a slight smile to the dark-hued fae while she waited. Everyone here seemed so kind and caring, almost every new member offered to help with the hunting in the interim. She guessed they must only have one ranked hunter among them. She'd offer herself of course, although she was only okay at hunting. She knew enough to get by on her own. A properly coordinated pack hunt was not on her list of experiences. She was a healer, a gatherer of herbs and commander of their properties.

She looked up to the great male heading this gathering. "Like I said, my name is Ashlen. I've served the past couple months as a Healer in Erenyx. Through my dealings I'd heard whispers of secret gatherings and a call of a new Alpha. Hearing your song I responded, thinking to save myself from the brutality of that place. If you'll have me, I'd be proud to serve as the packs Healer." She bowed her head respectfully, exposing her neck. If he did not take her, she would die here. Better that than being a breeding machine for a lying Alpha. What had he called this pack? Agavos? It had a nice sound to it. Hopefully the name was not a fallacy.

(Ooc - apologies, a bit rushed)