The sun shone brightly in the afternoon sky. The rays bouncing off the bright leaves and scattering the light across the forest floor. The air was warm, not as blazing as in the summer, but still enough so that the black wolf felt a bit uncomfortable in the heart of the day. It wasn't so much that would put him in a bad mood, rather one that called him out to it, but he knew he couldn't stand fully in the sunshine for too long; he would overheat and that was not a fun time. For now he padded aimlessly through the trees, his head lowered as he causally walked along. He wasn't in a bad mood today, surprisingly. For the past few weeks he had thought his life over. What Braelyn had said to him that night they met again, a night that remained silent. No matter how many things he wished to say to her but know he could not. It was true he hadn't told his sister of his identity, and it was true that it pained him to not know if she was alright now or not, but he could only take the words of others. Never truly know for himself. He doubted she remembered him anyways, so even if he did find her it wouldn't be that great of a thing. But that was all in the past, and he could learn from his mistakes and make things how he wanted them to be now. Setting a goal to get as high in Agavos as he possibly could, not for the glory or superiority, but rather to test his own physical and mental capabilities. The she-wolf from Erenyx had staked a cord within the Delta, made him find something to live for again. And to that he was grateful, and he only wish he could do something for her in return. Her voice speaking so openly to him in the nights, sharing her feelings and thoughts; even if it was just that he'd be there. Winter, spring, summer, or fall. He might not be equal in age, but he could tell that she wasn't just some female to him. She was more than that, but it was how much more was the question he had to figure out.

A soft, kind howl rang out from the borders. It captured his attention immediately, his head lifting and ears perking as it made it's way to an end. It was definitely a she-wolf, and she wished to have someone reach out to her at the borders. Deciding to alert her of his presence this time, rather than just show up out of the blue as usual, he lifted his muzzle to the sky. From his lips he exhaled a large breath, his howl deep and long, it emitted his ranking of power with it, dominant but not so much that it was improper. It drifted towards and end, coming down to a slow and steady halt. Lowering his head he set out again, setting his gate to be a steady lope as he went forward, tail and head raising as he neared the border. Through the trees as he slowed down, he spotted her light colored pelt. It was white with hints of silver and grey, her eyes a blue-green like the sea as she awaited for his arrival. Holding neutrality in his golden orbs, he approached his eyes scanning her searching for injury before he spoke. "You stand at the borders of Agavos, she-wolf. One of the three packs in this land. You have called for a wolf of authority, and I have answered your howl. My name is Delta Desoto, speak quickly and surely, for I do not like for my time to be wasted." His tone was less snappy then normal, but it wasn't soft. More unfeeling and lacking large interest in her as he stood on his side of the border. She'd be grateful once she heard about or see how he acting about in camp. The Delta knew that for sure, for now though, he remained silent and waited for her to finished before he would speak again.

At least she knew what he would have wanted to hear. Stating almost immediately what business she had here at the borders, what she wished to be granted. And that think was entry into the pack who could offer her a home. The she-wolf seemed rather submissive to him, not bothering to stand up to his negativity. She just smiled and spoke. Very polite, which was always a good thing, however whether or not she had a backbone was beyond him. The Delta supposed that he would have to find out later. Nodding slowly at her words, he allowed her to continue. She said she wanted to be a hunter, even though she was well rounded. But she was younger, two or three perhaps. And the only fault he saw in that said claim was that if she were to know all these skills, she would not be perfect at any. That didn't mean she was not good at them, no that far from it. After all no one is perfect. The problem was that with her experience she had no time to focus on one thing. But he wouldn't hold that against her. If she wished to be a hunter so be it. He'd allow her entry, but he'd delay his response for a few minutes. Keeping his face blank as he stood there silently. As a cold gust of wind, he let it go by, not reacting to it at all, but she shivered. And soon began to look around her and him, taking in the scenery, smiling as she did so. She sure does smile a lot.. he thought to himself before he cleared his throat. "Alright, Emma. I will allow you entry into our lands, so you can prove what you have said to me is true. But first there is one more thing I must ask of you. If you can do this, then Hunter Emma of Agavos is what you will be known as. Could you, a lone she-wolf, swear loyalty unto me, unto my Alpha, unto my fellow packmates that have both come to these lands and the ones that have left through death? Will you give your will and determination to help it thrive and give your life to defend it? If you cannot, get out of my sight and try the other two packs here." He flicked his tail, still watching her with neutrality, awaiting her response.

Almost instantly she replied, not taking a moment's hesitation to swear and promise what he had asked of her. Emma had looked up at him, but still she kept a submissive posture. This let him know that she was truthful with her words, but not disrespectful towards the higher rank. Afterwards she dipped her skull in a small nod towards him, securing those words. He stared at her for a few moments longer, watching as the she-wolf moved her head out of the way to avoid the light. She had done all he asked of her, and now it was his turn to return the favors that he had promised. Giving a nod back of his own, he stepped back. The message was clear, You may enter now... Opening his jaws he spoke again, this time with a little less hostility in his tone. "Then welcome home, Hunter Emma." Pivoting he turned his body around, taking two steps before speaking again as he continued forward, his tail gesturing for her to follow if she wished. "I can take you back to our camp where you can get settled and meet some of the pack wolves now, if you'd like. Otherwise you are free to explore the territory and find it on your own, which I'm sure you will. After all it is where the scent is strongest." Turning his head over his shoulder he looked at her while still in motion, keeping his gate at a leisurely walk. The choice she would make didn't matter to him, it was all in her preference.