Later in life Murlough got into a spar and killed one of the valuable hunters and was banished from his pack. About two weeks later he was eating at a deer he had hunted, after that was finished he had tried to go and hunt. His hunt was unsuccessful he had to stop the hunt, because he went to run for a rabbit and his body lashed with pain, stuck where he was temporarily paralyzed from the pain. The next day he could slowly walk, tired and sore from pain and unable to hunt from weakness, caused by hunger. he had to do something, but all he had been doing was curling into a ball, and whimpering. he knew of a place commonly known as the border few in his pack had spoken of it. He didn't know much of the border, but he knew he might find himself a pack, doing this would be better than starving to death. As much as it hurt young Murlough he knew that if he'd stopped walking, his fate would be death. His goal of one day becoming an alpha drove him to keep going. Brave, stupid, or insane? Witch one was Murlough thinking of one day becoming alpha? But that doesn't matter as much as his survival. Once close to the border he thought what if I wasn't accepted would they kill me? All he could do was give it a shot, and try his hardest to look wise and literate he tried to gain acceptance.

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The Delta had just been getting back to her den to feast upon a newly killed hare when an aroma of a newcomer came to her senses, perking her ears skywards with interest, she almost dropping her kill. Luckily, her jaw grabbed it in time before it had escaped her grasp, looking up she listened intently int he direction of the border. Juno heard faint whimpers as if the loner had been hurt or is pleading for acceptance in spite of another to come along. The ebony she-wolf quickly scurried over to a nearby oak, burrowing a small ditch, a hiding spot for the hare to save for later after she was finished speaking to the brute. Dropping it and then patting the dirt down with a few thumps of her paw, Juno turned, starting into an increasing jog to sprint. Her pinkish black tongue loled out of her maw, leaning it to the side as she ran towards the scent and frequent faint whimpers.

Coming to a slow stop, she crept behind a small shrub, peeking between the small twig branches to examine the loner in silence. He had looked fairly similar to the fae she'd accepted only a few days ago, a pelt dark at night like Juno's and saffron yellow eyes that burned bright as gold. Delta Marrok, her mate must've not heard the brute, fortunately for the loner, Juno was able to hear his cry from the pack's clearing. She kept cautious of this one's actions, if he were to act similar to the fae, Erika she'd met a few days ago then the Delta would have no other choice but to scare him off or kill him where he stand. The fae would be more than willing to let someone else do it, she wasn't one for killing another individual but she was capable of doing so. Most others never underestimated the fae's abilities for she had been properly trained by specialists, to one day overrule her father's pack in becoming their Alphess. Sadly, she left her family's pack out of rebellion to be with her love, Ace. Unfortunately for her, she'd lost him but soon came upon Azul and Lucy's pack starting over and meeting wonderful wolves that she'd befriended along the way, then meeting the love of her life, Marrok. She smiled at the thought of him, then it disappeared as she regained composure, no emotions to show except complete seriousness.

Juno straightened her height, standing tall and chin tipped high, tail pressed against her back. She showed her high rank with pride, walking out from her hiding spot and into the light. Making her presence known, she simply walked up to the brute and introduced her self. "Good Evening, I am Delta Juno." The fae paused, eyeing the loner slowly to her gaze met his. "It had come to my attention that there was a newcomer at my pack's border. What is your doing here, brute?" Juno didn't smile, nor glare at the brute. She didn't want to be friendly or rude, and she had every right. The female Delta remained emotionless, waiting for the newcomer to bow in respect to her dominant position.

Murlough looked like he was in pain the skinny wolf was stuck in a stare with the wolf delta Juno, what to do? "I am Murlough" he said. Staring at her emotionless face he realized one of two things she was tring to show dominance or she was trying to show that she doesn't care. He stared back trying to remain emotionless but he showed emence pain and fear in his worried dark face. If he where not accepted he had the idea to try to rest then hunt, but he felt too weak. He simply bowed his head to this high ranking wolf looked away then layed for a second. He thought why would that fine pack let in a weak wolf who is dying of hunger? Oh well that was no question to hold on too, he was a strong fine hunter he was just misunderstood is all. He simply bowed his head in scilence to Juno.

"Your extent is not necessary, stand up." Her snout bobbed upwards, using her body language to speak mentally. As he finally stood, her eyes gazed upon his ribcage that easily shown through his ebony pelt. Juno met his gaze of golden yellow. "What are you doing on these lands of ours?" She repeated her words with a stern tone. Her ears pierced against her cranium, tail held high with pride of her rank and his bow of respect. It felt like how she used to be back in her family's pack, always being bowed to and acknowledged for their very presence. Royal blood breed on purpose coursed through her veins, a fae of two extraordinary Alphas, the strength and agility packed into one body.

She saw trembling around his frame, a wince every few seconds from the male before her. He was weak and needed assistance, but Juno would have to keep her emotions of worry locked within until he has proven his oath and abilities to the fae of a true fighter. "Are you looking for acceptance in this pack?"

Murlough stood up still emotionless face but inside he felt great grief or deep sprrow, he missed his old pack they where his family but for the sake of his life he had to go onto live. Murlough soon extolled the one named Juno. "Just so happens, I would love to join a pack with such eloquent delta's". Even though Murlough had a feral past he fabricated or created excuses in his mind, no more excuses from now on he promised himself. Murlough was completely flabbergasted by such intelligence inside of Juno. He has forsaken the idea to go back to his old pack, he could start a new life. " I have come to these lands of great beauty to seek a pack, I was banished from my old pack for being a feral beast, but I have given that up,Promise." Murlough thought the long speech was very gratuitous or unnecessary. " your dominance is is impeccable and I wish one day to fight along side you." Then Murlough felt impertinent for the many compliments he gave Juno but he was also trying to be kind. Although young Murlough may seem stupid he is the exact opposite of indolent at least he tries to be the opposite. After that he thought a lot about that word indolent... What a terrible thing you could call someone his faster always would say things like that, Just to see how far he could take it, that was Murlough's flaw his dad had put too much pressure on him forcing him to kill. That was over if he gets accepted he can start a new reputation.

" so what does it take? I can try my best..." Of course he was talking about the joining ritual if there was one. Murlough smelled the freshly hunted animal he licked the fur around his lips, then his stomach growled. Murlough once again thought of his mother was she well? Is she alive, only his old family could keep her going many wolves become slightly weaker after giving birth to more than one pup. Murlough's eyes had made him actually see the world slightly yellow weird... It was soon of his mind and the color faded to black. What was going on? Was he dead was he blinded, then he saw a memory of his mother pass through his brain, then he opened his eyes. The luck of my mother is with me he thought what a wonderful feeling he had experienced that moment was like gold. He felt quite insatiable nothing could get better unless he had a chance. This was his biggest adrenaline rush he had in his life. Yet he was still confident he reminded himself many don't make it into such significant packs like the one Juno was in. He then wondered how the Delta Juno had joined was it luck? Nonsense Juno was a dangerous eloquent delta. Nice if you are nice to her, but I'm sure she could kill you just as fast as she could share a smile, Murlough admired that.

Her eyes glanced between both of the brute's golden hues, she wasn't amused by is compliments, of how great of a fae she was, Juno just wished to end this and take him to the Healer's den to fix whatever was wrong with him. "In order to be in this pack, you'll have to push to high limits to fight for food to nourish the food storage. The wolves within this pack live off the trust and loyalty of others to depend on, you must try your hardest to live up to these expectations." The delta tilted her head a tad, curious to hear his strongest points. "Before we cut to the chase, I need to hear what you can offer this pack, or what we can expect out of you. How far do your fighting and hunting skills expand?"

Juno looked passed his broad shoulders to see his bony spine and ribcage peeking out from underneath his identical coat. He certainly wasn't the smallest brute she had ever met, but the fae could see that it would take Murlough some time to recover and gain the strength he may have had long ago. "I can see that you're strong, but in need of assistance. If you can prove your abilities correctly like I expect, my decision will come more clearer to granting you a rank in this glorious pack. Plus, it will benefit you once you've visited the Healers for some...help."

Murlough silently thought for a few minutes he the said," well I am nothing special to be honest, but I can hunt especially well for a wolf". He tried to show affection to the fae but he could tell from her emotionless face she didn't care, and she defiantly was not impressed. Murlough suddenly started speaking again " i am searching to be in a pack with intelligent, fierce, and conservative hunters such as you,Juno." He then closed his eyes for a brief second and though silently for the second time. His emotions showed pain and less emotion then usual yet his eyes tended to bulge a slight bit more, the brute was tired and couldn't take much more. The beaten wolf asked " Is there a den I may rest in fae?" " I know I am not yet so much in the pack but I am beaten if you don't like me and send me as I am I will surely die." As much as he hated to say it, as far as he knew it was true. Chances of survival where low for Murlough unless, he was fed and got plenty of rest.

"You may want me, I am not a complete failure, ma'am please, believe in that." He then stopped talking and ate bits of grass, grass can cure stomach aces for many animals including a wolf, he surely did not enjoy the taste honestly. Weak and tired sick maybe? What did he show in his current form that Juno would appeal to? He had no absolute clue, but his idea however was, wisdom could that be it? Whatever it was he soon didn't care the brute was honestly beat by the weakness he couldn't talk for long periods of time and he often had to take a breath to calm down. He looked awful, but awkwardly still quite emotionless in the face, of coarse he still had his bulging eyes though. "Honestly you may not like what you see, but remember I have gone weeks without food." Murlobugh nodded to his own plead because it was a legitimate factor. A well fed wolf can survive about three weeks without food poor Murlough is on his fourth.

Other then hunger, Murlough also had to walk plenty to get to the border he was at, no doubt it was completely exhausting for him to do. He hoped Juno would see the things like that, not just the fact he was completely weak at the moment. But he had absolutely no say on that, all Juno and Murlough had absolutely no clue what he was ready for..................

Now that Murlough had finally gotten the picture, Juno nodded a long as he spoke. She did not smile, nor even perk her ears up at his abilities for which like she expected weren't as magnificent in the case he is currently in. "It is not that I don't care about you exactly, it's more of a time schedule around here. I'm expected much and I have things to get done, one of them being here most importantly. Like I have said before, this pack expects others to work, not dilly-dally around, understand?" The onyx fae exhaled slowly to ease her mind, the brute from the looks of it and the pain behind his saffron yellow eyes showed that he needs all the help he can get. His upper spine practically stuck out on his hind quarters from where she was gazing at. A long tired sigh rolled off her pinkish-black tongue. "The grass isn't going to benefit you any good, it does very little for the stomach and you're not helping it."

She cocked her mouth to the side, thinking for a moment and then opening her mouth to continuing on. "If I were to give you the rank of a Warrior, -which is the hunters and protectors of the pack- would you treat it with pride and live up to Alpha Azul's and my pack's expectations? You'll have to swear your oath and trustworthiness to me before moving on from this point and letting me lead you to the Healer's Den. You have to promise me that you will protect this pack with your life, and treat everyone with equal respect."

Murlough didn't need to think this time,"I swear to devote my life to the pack and risk my life for all that is right for the pack my lady, that is why I am here." He made the smallest tense of the mouth (very faded smile) he then thought to himself, times aren't going to always go my way it will only get tougher for me I will be devoted to a higher purpose. He then sighed and said " I promise to hold my title with honor warrior it is I will protect the pack, and I will keep the honor of the title nothing less then perfect." He sighed again " I must rest so I can hunt, this time along side of you, and I will prove myself!" He spat out the remains of grass that was in his mouth. He don't care of how he "could" do many things he was now a warrior of yet another pack, honor and trust was now his goal to follow he was now of and for the virtues. As for Murlough,his ways weren't completely changed he just had to set himself more boundaries that where flexible to the packs handful of rules. "There's is much to get used to here, I could use a simple tour ma'am it would help a handful." If he could do double the hunting of many wolves he would not be frowned upon, there was o reason to be hated.

Maybe he could make friends "So what do you do around here fae?" Murlough asked quietly not trying to challenge her rank but to simply ask of her position of dominance
"In my last pack, I was a warrior a defender of the pack and hunter for the young, I enjoyed every minute of it."Murlough new the work would get harder, but as a warrior he was he was ready to fight for food and defend his new family. "If I am in and permitted to rest what would be my next job?" Though that shouldn't be his focus, he devoted himself to proving In front of the others. Who where the others? He had no absolute clue on who the brutes and faes he had no seeing then with the others of his other pack. What is normal for a wolf? Do all wolves duel or do hey just hunt and show the pelts as a trophies? He didn't know but that was the sacrifice he accepted being social was a thing he wanted to do.

OOC - (( You don't have to reply after this, change your name 'Murlough' to 'Warrior Murlough'. And didn't I say to highlight your lines mister?! I'm sorry I didn't answer sooner to the post, I was at the scholastic bowl tournament. We're going to Sectionals! ))

His forwardness did not surprise her, however the game of twenty questions he was asking were starting to give her a small headache. She kept her tone at level, speaking as if nothing was wrong with her. "You have proven me that you are worthy of the rank of a warrior. You are to defend this pack as well as keep the food storage filled. I know I am repeating myself as I say this now, but it is only for the greater good. I'm sure you understand that very much, Murlough." Juno didn't bother too look at the visible flesh and bones around his abdominal area, she simply sighed in relief that she was getting closer to finishing this chat. The quicker it is to accept him and lead him to the Healer's, the quicker it is for her to run back to her den to find Marrok, her beloved mate whom she will get to tell him how her day was and lay down for the evening.

Juno turned around, and bobbed her head to the brute to follow her. "The only thing you are to do as of now is to receive assistance with your issue you have there. As for my duties of my higher rank, theres not much too it. I am indeed the Delta, I am expected to lead evening hunts and train with the Elite, Kenai." She thought back to the times she had to of visit the Healer's Den. On few occasions she'd help the healer's scavenge for herbs around the packlands, and other times were to hear reports on how the packmates are feeling or they need help with anything. For emergencies on her part on the other-hand was a whole another story. The fae was quick on her feet and tended to avoid most of the fights around here, in which were rare but stories have spread about both of the Beta's messing with the others. If only Azul knew about them... She thought to herself. However, there had only been one incident that caused her to need immediate medical assistance from two lovely healers as well as the accompany of her friend which is now her only love on this planet. She had lost a ton of blood and still had a scar buried beneath her fur upon her maw. Thanks to Marrok, the cougar fled the scene and he got her back to the camp in time. "You'll be meeting Healer Creek if not her Apprentice, Kiv. They're very nice individuals, and if I hear anything about you pestering or treating them with disrespect. You're going to be seeing me more often." Juno sighed softly as she started in a trot at the larger brute's side. "Come on, let's get out of here."