A call on the howling winds brought the demon’s strides to a stop. She exhaled slowly, turning from the path of one duty to follow a more urgent one, as she was close to the borders herself. Why not, after all? It would only benefit her to know her pack mates personally. So she set off, traveling over the snow smoothly with her toes spread to increase her surface area and decrease pressure. Her paws were large enough as they were, but her weight required this extra effort for a swift trip. Though she did not rush, walking at an amble instead. When she broke through the frozen brush, she emerged with purpose. Her lifeless, frozen orbs attached themselves onto the shaggy black figure before her. He bore the colors of Teren, but was nowhere as large as he. Still, her gaze attacked him without mercy as she approached, challenging his to meet her. Her abnormal tail raised at a height that was appropriate for her rank, the fur swaying like a flag in the wind while she stepped closer. With voice like gravel and depth like the frozen sea, she spoke, “What business have you that is so important here? Speak your name and purpose briskly. I’ve little time for your useless songs.” Her lips rippled up in waves as she spoke, intermediately showing her teeth. Fel expected a short, blunt answer and a little respect, stepping closer and thereby closing the space between them. Her neck craned in order to protect itself and maintain a steady glare at the other.

Fel watched him lower himself and submit and, with more of a grunt than the word itself, she ordered for him to, “Rise.” Though even she could not deny… She enjoyed watching him and others cower beneath her. When he opened his mouth, however, Fel received a small surprise. Another insane one in this land… Despicable. But yet, it is often those who are crazy who do great damage in war. He could be useful, if someone could eventually beat some courage into him. “A thief, and what of it? Our alpha held the title of a rogue, and I of an exile and alleged murderer. We are an entire pack of true misfits, and we are strong for it. But your past titles mean nothing here, unless you uphold them. And if you do… Let’s just say you’ll be lucky if you answer to me, for I will dispatch you immediately and save you the pain of punishment.” She paused, glancing over his form in a routine and critical inspection. He did not seem to carry any obvious diseases, nor was he physically weak. She couldn’t say the same about his mind. “I am beta Fel of Agavos, and the sole wolf in this pack holding my rank. I answer and speak on behalf of Alpha Desmond here. And yes, he may take in the strangest of folk, but I will not allow any useless wolves living on our lands and eating our food that our hard-working hunters provide. If you are to come in, your purpose is to serve and strengthen the pack. So what can you offer Agavos that would make you worthy of our time?”

If nothing else, he could ramble on long enough to bore her. Compliance could be faked, and her words on it needed no response. The only comfort his chopped speech gave her was in her judgment of his state of mind. When he finally got to pertinent information, she listened more closely. She did not need his stealth unless their scout perished. His hunting seemed inadequate but supplementary. His words of fighting did not prove pleasing, however. This would be something to work on. But still, he was a healer. As it was winter and healers were an overall scarce rank, this was certainly a value of interest. Fel gave him one more perusing search, circling him in inspection. Afterwards, she straightened herself again and rumbled her decision, “Then Crow, you shall bear the rank of Healer of Agavos. The safety and health of your pack members is to become your first priority. The laws of the land are the laws of the Alpha. You are not to forsake your responsibilities, and you are expected to aid those with many when your own are few. You are allowed to challenge other wolves of your gender for their rank should you wish to. Also, given that your experience with battle is questionable, I expect you to attend my apprentice’s training session on the morrow. I will judge your capabilities there and either release you to your post or recommend you a mentor. It is simply for the safety of the pack, for we cannot have healers dead in the event of a war.” Fel turned around, flicking her tail as she headed back into the brush. “You can follow me to the clearing or go acquaint yourself with the land. I care not.” And with that, she was gone from sight.

((You do not need to reply to this post if you do not wish to. Please change your name to "Healer Crow" and ask to join the Agavos pack group to get your user group color (This may be found by clicking the "RANKS" tab below the Age banner above). Welcome to Agavos! Also, you don’t have to participate in the training thread, but you are welcome to if you feel up to it. It will be with Narla and should be posted soon.))