Her melody was distinctive. It was carried upon the wind with an uncanny force, his multicoloured ears shifting towards the sound, driven to investigate the borders and the song’s origin. He knew that it was a female: the tone had been undeniably feminine. He was equally certain of what it was that she wished to ask of from an Erenyx audience. It seemed that, lately, numerous wolves had found their way to the borders of Alpha Steele, seeking to align themselves with his pack of the hostile and the blood thirsty. He wondered, often, how Helidos had been fairing. It would be good news, should it be proven that most of the loners throughout their vast kingdoms had chosen Erenyx. It would be a sign that their pack was flourishing, and thus rising in such a manner that it was beginning to at least pose a threat to their enemies.

The large Delta parted through the underbrush, his momentum precise and calculated. He fixated the she-wolf with his dark gold eyes, scrutinizing her down to her bones, analyzing for the sake of enlightenment. This would be the second wolf that, as Delta, he had permitted to cross the borders of Erenyx and serve Alpha Steele. He contemplated the likelihood of how Raven was handling her new environment - had her injury healed at all since he had last seen her? - before returning his attention to the subject at hand. His expression was ominously blank. To those of his pack, it was nothing new for him. But from the perspective of outsiders, he did not doubt for a second that it was slightly eerie to witness a living, breathing creature that so closely resembled a machine. He did not smile. Rarely did he even blink. He simply stood, still as a statue, and continued to eye this newcomer with clear suspicion.

“Welcome to the borders of Erenyx, traveler.” He greeted quickly, his voice deep and thunderous, allowing his neck to disincline as a gesture of his acknowledgment. “I am Delta Irrationality, serving directly under the rule of Alpha Steele. Do speak on the behalf of your intentions.” His tail took its rightful position: possessing an upward slant, though not poised in such an aggressively dominant way as to arc completely over his spine. He was, undoubtedly, the only member of Erenyx’s hierarchy that did not immediately use tactics of violence when handling acceptances along their borders. Needless to say that he could not become aggressive when such was called for. He was a natural fighter, and he would defend his pack and his higher-ups’, blind to the hostility of his jaw’s grasp. But, as of now, she had done nothing to deserve such a reaction from him. She seemed somewhat pleasant. Who knew how far that would get her around here.

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