Change was something the wolf was never getting away from. It was true that life was going to progress on and form into a something new. But during his time as a Rogue, he learned a lot about word of mouth. Every wolf liked to spread secrets and stories about something they had heard or seen. He knew that things were going to be weird for a while, at least until the whole pack could understand who he was. The Rogue turned Alpha moved to the center of his pack clearing. He released a loud howl and closed his eyes. When he finished he told them to follow him. He moved from the center and headed for the Training Pasture. It was a wide open space which would allow his voice to carry and all would be able to see him. When he made it to the area he wished, he cleared his throat and stared to the group before him. "So I bet you all are wondering why I have brought you all here? Well, a couple reasons, first I want to go around and have all of you introduce yourselves to me. We are a growing pack and some of you, I have not had the pleasure of meeting just yet. If you have met me, please introduce yourself as well. I bet your pack mates would like to know you also. And once we get all that done, I will tell you all about myself and what I expect from you in this pack. So who would like to begin? Once you are finished the next wolf will take over from there!" Desmond gave them all a smile, trying to reassure them that all would be well.

A call. He had heard it from his hunting trip in some of the territories that carried the most plentiful prey. Although he was still injured and healing, he would not let it stop him from completing his work. He limped into the clearing, seeing Desmond in the center, awaiting the arrival of his faithful subjects. He moved forward, watching the wolves file in one by one. He placed himself a good distance away from his Alpha, not wanting to make him hate the Lead Hunter more than he had already cause. Desmond spoke and announced for them to introduce themselves to him, even if they had already met. He muttered words under his breath, knowing he would not care for if Finnick showed his face to him, but he did as he was told. "I am Lead Hunter Finnick, as some of you may not know. It's an honor to meet every one of you." He nodded and closed his maw, finishing his introduction. He didn't understand the entire meaning of this, but thought it would be goof for the pack, as they had not exactly been close to one another, unlike what he heard of Helidos. Sitting silently, he awaiting for someone to follow his lead in the introductions. Not asking any questions, but just silently sitting and waiting.

His mind drifted from the meeting of the pack to the moose hunt. Still wondering what he could have done differently to avoid his injury. He knew it would heal, but he still couldn't comprehend how he let it happen. He had a job to do and things to get done. He still couldn't believe that he would allow such a thing to happen, even if it was a freak accident. He still pushed himself in the way of danger and was foolish. Shaking his head, he reverted his attention back to the group of wolves that sill continued to enter the clearing little by little.

Fel was already sitting by the edge of the clearing when she saw Desmond’s rusty pelt move into the center. He was becoming a fine alpha, his reign visible in his stride. His beta complied calmly, following him closely to the training pasture at his right side. With her tail slithering behind her, the fae would take her place a little off to his right, huffing to a halt. It was hot for her in the sunlight, but she would withstand it. It was simply a nuisance for now, and she would not be doing any intense physical labor.

The brutish wolf glanced at her alpha, noticing his words and his smile. He had finally taken her advice, and today, he would speak of himself. A fine choice, in her mind. After Finnick, Fel let her deep voice rumble across the gathered group. “I am Beta Fel, although most of you have at least seen me around. It is… a pleasure to meet you all.” The last words took a little extra coaxing from her maw. It was not necessarily a pleasure, but Fel took it as a good opportunity. She would be clear on who is who once and for all… Until more psychos joined their little circus, that is. Her icy gaze, though floating to each member in their turn, always flickered back to three faces: Desmond, Newt, and Narla. Desmond, to make sure he was doing okay. Newt and Narla, to make sure they were standing presentably.

A call was sounded out and into the lands of Agavos. It's owner, the Alpha himself, was summoning them all to meet at the training fields. If this is another damn hunting trip I sure do hope it isn't a moose this time.. Although that exercise had gotten him up the rankings he hadn't particularly enjoyed it, and was pretty sure no one else did. The death and the number of injuries that occurred then were vital to the growing of the pack and had injured them. With one less member they had one less wolf to bear their name. Every member was vital, no matter their ranking or how long they had been here. And it was with that thought on his mind he trudged to where the pack would meet.

His head was bent leisurely down when he arrived. Sitting off towards the side a bit he observed the others as they arrived. He was not far off from the group, but enough so that he was comfortable in his like of being alone, but still apart of the community. His golden orbs moved away from the pack wolves and onto his leader as he spoke of what he wished to be done. Tell them about myself? That is all? However he was snapped out of his thoughts as the Lead Hunter named Finnick stood and told his name and said it was an honor to meet them. And then up next was Fel. Doing the same except changing the word 'honor' with 'pleasure'. He almost wanted to snort aloud, but kept it inside. His last encounter with the vixen had been.. amusing but not so pleasant. Figuring he would get it over with, he rose to his paws, clearing his throat as he did so. "I am Delta Desoto, previously a Warrior in both here and Erenyx. Barely any of you know me, I'm not the most sociable wolf out there if you cannot tell." He finished with a nod, lowering his rump back to the ground as he waited for someone to go next.

She had been hiding away in her den when the call came. In the middle of the day the heat was home to her, but she'd been told to keep away from the pack as much as possible. She wasn't ready yet. But the summons did not come from her Beta, it came from one who had greater authority than the onyx female. It had to be Desmond, the Alpha she'd yet to meet. Fel had warned her that when Desmond howled in such a fashion she was to respond promptly. He was close, just in the clearing, she was certain. She arrived just as he turned to leave. Fel stood on his right flank, which she knew to be symbolic of her high rank and close relationship with him. She wanted nothing more than to follow close behind the only wolf she knew, but that would mean standing in the place of a rank she had not earned. The Warrior didn't want to get into trouble and make Fel look bad. She ignored the stared and questions while she walked, only concentrated on keeping her tail straight behind her and her head held high. He lead them to a pasture filled with flowers and herbs, most likely the Healers spent the most of their time here. She sat in amongst the crowd, listening to their leader dutifully. She sat up straight, ears upright and tail wrapped around at her side. Brown eyes faced forward, only focusing on the movement of the Alphas lips. He asked - or rather demanded - the pack to introduce themselves. Admittedly this was the most simple and convenient method to put names to faces as speaking individually was lengthy and time consuming. A Lead Hunter spoke first, calling himself Finnick. He was short and to the point, she thought Fel would like that. Her own mentor was the next to speak, though her voice drawled with something that suggested 'pleasure' was not the emotion she felt. There was a Delta called Desoto who rose and gave half his life story in a few sentences. She almost rolled her eyes at him. That was when she bought Fel's stare and realised she had begun to slouch a little too casually. She was quick to straighten her form into a more presentable position. The warrior was certain her fur was well groomed, although it bothered her that she couldn't break her lofty reserve to check. Then a young male stood to make himself known. Striker was his name and he too felt the need to mention more than his name and rank. Narla began to wonder when she should stand and make herself known about the same time a lull fell upon the group. It seemed everyone was debating internally as to whether they'd go next. If she was to stand out as a confident warrior, this would be a good starting point. She rose carefully, clearing her throat. She couldn't start off as she normally would, she couldn't say "G'day" here and now, but her accent couldn't be removed. "Hello. I am Narla, a new Warrior in Agavos." The Dingo blinked and returned to her seat. She expected questions but they would come in time.

The small fae heard the call from inside the camp, she was just returning with a rabbit when the call was howled for all the wolves of Agavos. Esmé trotted into camp, her head low as she dropped off the rabbit and then took a seat just as Desmond started to speak. She looked up at him, listening to his words surprised by them. He was asking them to speak about themselves, open up and learn about each other. Although this idea fancied to her it may not to others. She glanced around her golden eyes bright as she looked at each wolf, seeing as they each stepped up talking about themselves. The first was the Lead Hunter, she had not met him yet at least not in the flesh. She had heard about him, and was glad to see that he stepped up. She looked him over, noticing his pelt color was slightly similar to hers but much darker. He would fair well in the fall when he could blend in well. She thought and looked at large black female that stepped up next to speak. Before she even spoke, Esmé had a feeling that she was a that of a higher rank. She seemed to have the walk of a higher rank, and when she heard her name, she nodded. Beta Fel.. The name would be in her mind for a long time. Once the ebony female stepped away, another wolf stepped up, this one similar in color to Fel.

He was a Delta, and the reason the small fae had never really seen him before is because he wasn't sociable. At least he admitted it. She thought before looking him over, noticing that he really didn't seem sociable. He seemed very reserved and quiet, and could take off a wolf's head with a few mere words. She shivered a little bit and looked away from Delta Desoto and glanced to the next wolf, an apprentice to her surprise. It wasn't much of a surprise after she heard he had come from Erenyx. She had heard a little about Erenyx and nothing was ever good coming from them. It seemed Striker had come, perhaps for a second chance? She wasn't sure hearing his words made her wonder just how long he would be around. She was about to step up when a wolf she had never really seen before, at least in breed, stepped up. This female had a different accent, but she was pretty. Esmé felt a smile on her lips as the female spoke few words and then took a seat. Narla.. She thought liking the name as she finally stepped up. "I am Esmé, a new wolf to these lands. I am a honored to serve this pack as a Hunter." she said her voice bright as she looked up at Desmond before back to the others. She took a step back and sat down, waiting for the next wolf to come up.

The call of her alpha set Pharika sprinting off through the territory that Agavos claimed as their home. She had been in the camp, relaxing in her den, and doing her best to make it homey. Though she had claimed that den for herself since the very beginning it still didn't feel like a home. Not only did she reside in the decent sized space alone it was also just so bare, aside from the pile of small furs and leaves in the corner that was her sleeping area. So she had set out to find something to make it seem like she actually cared about the space as her home. The tawny fae had found some flowers of various colors and shapes that would work nicely to spruce it up. However, when Desmond's call split the air she dropped her maw full of flowers in the center of her den. His call didn't sound remarkably urgent, but she knew that it was meeting, he was calling to all the members of Agavos, not just one or two. Finding her paws carrying her towards the training pasture her ears twitched, the voices of other wolves made her nod to herself, yes the meeting was here. But why? Was this a training of sorts? Slowing to a jog she entered the pastures, she walked in upon the speech of her Alpha. So they were all introducing themselves. That was a fairly smart idea. It was best if everyone knew each other. Stopping beside the she wolf who had just introduced herself as Esmé she sat. Seeing that everyone else here had already spoke she stood up, taking a slight step forward.

"Hello all. I am Warrior Pharika. I am not new to this pack, as I joined at its creation, however it is a pleasure to meet you all." her short and sweet words ended with a friendly dip of her head as she backed up the step she had previously taken and returned to sitting next to the light hued fae. Wrapping her tail around her paws she allowed her ice blue eyes to scan the area, both awaiting the appearence of other members and taking in the faces of those she didnt really know. She was mostly attempting to glue a name to those faces , letting her eyes drift over the group she recited their names in her head as she passed over them. 'Finnick the lead Hunter, Fel the Beta, Desoto the Delta, Striker the Apprentice, Narla the weird looking warrior and Esmé the Hunter.' after doing so with the group twice she nodded to herself slightly. She was confident that she had, for the most part, gotten the names and faces of those around her locked in her mind. Looking to Esmé she gave her a friendly smile. The sandy colored she wolf would need to make some friends eventually and this was the perfect time to start. While the whole pack was gathering together. This was definitely an interesting group. Everyone had such a unique personality here. Not everyone was overly friendly and accepting like those of Helidos, though not everyone was cold and relentless like those wolves of Erenyx. It was a fairly healthy balance of those two mind sets and everything in between. It made her feel so at home. And for once since they occured she found herself forgetting about her scars. Both the mental and physical ones. Not only because she was taking in the oddities of others, but also because she knew that she wouldn't be judged for them here. Maybe some would even be interested in hearing how she got some of them, particularly the three claw marks the made their way down her right thigh and leg, or the one that marked the left side of her face, from eye to maw. Blinking she shook her head slightly once more, who was she kidding? There were far more important things for others to think about than the stories of her scars.

The large female stalked through the forest, her dark pelt helping her blend in with the shadows. It was the same place where the moose had appeared. Breeze paused, her golden amber gaze observing the peaceful quiet of the river. The water no longer ran red, and the rains had washed the blood from the surrounding area. Still, the Delta remembered it all too clearly. The healer who died and Emily who was so terribly injured. Even Finnick had gotten hurt. The death of the moose had not equaled victory. The price had been to high for any true celebration, even with the promoted wolves. The fae stood there, thinking of all that had happened that fateful day. At least Desoto and I can help make sure that never happens again. We should discuss training ideas with Erabus, Fel, and Desmond at some point soon. Breeze thought. A howl caught her attention, coming from pack clearing. The voice was undoubtedly Alpha Desmond. The dusk pelted she-wolf quickly made her way towards the meeting.

The Delta entered the clearing and stood a respectful distance from Beta Fel and Alpha Desmond. There were others present, although not all were wolves she recognized. Breeze gave each of her superiors a respectful and submissive nod and smile, then listened as Desmond requested the pack to follow him. The large fae walked along, surprised at the direction in which they were headed. Once at the training pasture, the dusk colored she-wolf sat a comfortable distance from Fel. The Delta held herself with a calm confidence, although her tail was curled over her paws. Her auds perked with interest as the Alpha explained the purpose of the meeting. She watched as Finnick spoke up first. He didn't seem to be in the most cheerful mood, perhaps because of the last time the whole pack had been gathered in one place. Fel was second to introduce herself. A smile smile curved the corners of Breeze's mouth at her last words. More wolves spoke up, including Desoto, a young wolf named Striker, and and interesting Warrior named Narla. The dark pelted female smiled warmly at the strange canine. She liked how diverse Agavos was. The blazing summer sun best down on the wolves mercilessly. The heat made her slightly uncomfortable, but she ignored it. At least she didn't have black fur. Once Pharika finished speaking, the Delta stood. "I am Delta Breeze, previously known as Warrior Breeze. I have never lived in the neighboring packs, but I am proud to be a part of Agavos. It's a pleasure to be here." She said as her golden gaze swept over her packmates. The female dipped her head before taking a seat once more.

The hot sun beamed down onto the tri-colored Autay's fur, he had recently been trying to hunt and make himself useful instead of taking from the kill pile almost every day. Though things did not go as the brute planned, he had been hot on a hare's trail and was ready to lunge at the small creature and sink his teeth into the clammy flesh. That was until an almost ear piercing howl rang across the terrains making the male stumble and fall giving the small mammal enough time to escape, Newt let out a small huff clearly disappointed before forcing himself onto his paws.

Grass made a crunching noise as he trotted across it using his sense of hearing and smell to find where the call had came from, knowing it was most likely from the clearing as that was where normal packs would hold there meetings the brute began to pad in the direction of the clearing.

The wind made a whistling noise as it blew through the tree's along with a small swishing sound as leaves began to blow off of them and land peacefully on the ground. When the male finally arrived he noticed a few other wolves and a strange looking creature that didn't seem native to the area though he would not treat her any differently even if she was not from the region or not like him.

The brute also noticed his friend Breeze the male settled himself onto his haunches somewhat close to her but was sure to keep his distance, a nervous smile caressing his maw. This was not like the hunt where the Alpha was present almost the whole time and watched them take down the moose and even watched some of them go down, Newt hadn't heard much about this alpha only a few things that Breeze had told him once they met.

Once the dusty grey she wolf was done speaking the tri-colored male arose to his paw looking around at all of his pack mates feeling a little more comfortable. "Greetings everyone, I am known as Autay Newt. Quiet a funny name, yes I know. I've traveled long and far in search of a place to call home, and now I am a proud member of Agavos. It's a pleasure to meet you all." the male spoke british accent coming out surprisingly smooth and not cracked and broken as he spoke despite his nervousness. The tall lanky brute settled himself onto his haunches and scanned the crowd trying to guess who would speak up next.

He had been out scouting the borders when the call had reached his pricked ears. Of course it was the lead's jobs to patrol the borders and accept members but as a Warrior he felt it was only right to check for any possible dangers every now and again. It was a strong, steady and commanding howl that called all members of the pack to go to the source- their Alpha Desmond. Without hesitating he turned and set off in the direction it had sounded from at a brisk trot- amber gaze aglow with curiosity. The springy grass tickled at his pads and his tail swished from side to side as he moved forward swiftly. Soon enough he stepped forward to find himself amongst many wolves from his pack- all arriving when hearing the howl from the large brute that ruled them. He spotted the familiar form of Breeze but did not go to approach her as he could tell she was busy conversing with others so instead he went and settled back on his haunches at the end of the growing line. He found himself sitting next to a dark pelted brute that he did not recognize too well but still gave a quick dip of his head in greeting before turning his attention back to his Alpha, wondering what it was that he wanted.

To be quite honest, he was surprised by just how normal the words Desmond spoke were. He had expected something much more dramatic like all the last meetings had tended to be but he did not mind this, in fact it was quite a nice change. He let his gaze flick over to the first wolf to introduce themselves. And then around it went, each wolf speaking of their name and rank in turn, sometimes adding in a little extra. As they spoke, he tried to place each face with their name and title in his mind so hopefully he could manage to remember most if he ever was to speak to another. Finally it reached the brute next to him and Twelve blinked as he introduced himself as Omega Noble. His voice was very brisk and his gaze was elsewhere, Twelve was slightly curious as to what he must be looking for but all thoughts instantly left his mind when he realized it was his turn. Dipping his head, he spoke in a strong, clear and respectful voice. "Greetings all. My name is Twelve, I am a Warrior of this pack and joined when it was created by Sir Desmond. I was originally a member of the pack Helidos but all of my loyalty lies here and I do not regret the change one bit. It is a pleasure to meet you all." He once again dipped his head before stepping back, small smile playing along his lips as he waited for more to arrive and also introduce themselves.

When she heard the call, she panicked. She felt weak as it was, and lowly as an omega, without having any memory of what happened to her after she blacked out with the moose. She rose, pain slicing through her shoulder. She took a deep breath and forced herself to move, putting as little weight as she could on her left foreleg. She limped after the other wolves, heading toward wherever the Alpha chose to take them. She found herself in Training Pasture, and saw many other wolves. Some from the hunt, others she had never met before. And one of them wasn't even a wolf at all! Gingerly, she sat down on her haunches in the circle and put all of her weight between her uninjured three legs evenly, keeping the pain away for the time being. She listened to wolf after wolf speak, naming them off in her head. Desmond, Finnick, Fel, Desoto, Striker, Narla, Esmé, Pharika, Breeze, Newt, and Orion... But she stopped after she heard Noble speak. She didn't pay attention after that, just trying to get his attention with her eyes, nothing more. She knew most of them, except for the ones who hadn't been at the hunt, like Esmé, who must be new. She realized it was her turn in the circle to speak. She, without putting her injured paw on the ground, stood. She just said the first things that came to mind when introducing oneself to another. "I'm Emily, an Omega in this pack. Although I'm not the oldest member here, I'm not the newest either. Some of you have met me before, such as Finnick, or Desmond... or Noble"— she gestured to the three males she had named, mumbling on her love— "but some of you have yet to do so. It is an honor to be here today, even if it is as an Omega." She finished, and sighed, feeling so stupid for talking so long. But she turned her eyes back to Noble, and the self-reprimanding was set aside.

The male had sat back, watching each wolf step forward and speak their names. Each wolf explained a little about themselves, some more and some less. Each wolf was different, and to him it didn't matter some of the wolves didn't even care what they heard. They wouldn't remember it the next day, some were probably tuning it out. He wouldn't however, he would watch and observe listening to each one. He knew a few, but not all of them, and it was good for him to learn. He had been sitting the back taking his time, thinking about what he would exactly say about himself. He decided after Omega Emily had gone he would go himself. He stepped back brushing past a few wolves and spoke out, his voice loud and rumbling. "I am Warrior Altair. I am new to these lands, but not new to the rank of Warrior. I am happy to be apart of this pack." With that he stepped away, not really thinking about adding anymore. He didn't feel the need to anymore since he didn't know what to say. That he was an exile? Some wolves wouldn't take to well to that, and he didn't want to go blurting it out to the high heavens that he had been exiled, for something he didn't do but it was in the past. Agavos was suppose to be a fresh start, and really the only wolves that needed to know his past were the ones he got close to and of course the higher ranks. If he had a chance, he would mention it to Desmond and let him know that despite that he was still loyal and would always be loyal. He sighed thinking about his past, shaking his head he focused back on the other wolves, wanting to know about them.

Outside of the den Azrael had made for himself, he heard the call of a wolf. He had not heard it before, but he knew the call of the Alpha. He lifted his head and inched towards the exit. Silver eyes watched the wolves moving to follow their leader. Azrael was confused. He had never forced his members to follow him somewhere else just to meet and have a meeting or whatever. After watching many follow their leader, Azrael decided he should do the same. He got there just in time to hear some of the wolves introducing themselves. Was this what the Alpha wanted? Such a strange request. The first wolf to speak was a simple Hunter. He didn't understand the "Lead" thing this wolf spoke of, so he shrugged it off. The next was a brute-like fae. Her name was Fel, Beta to the King. Another black wolf spoke, Desoto, a Delta. Then a young Apprentice spoke. So many black wolves here, was this pack all about black? But the weirdest thing, a small, very small wolf spoke. What the hell was it? He had never seen a wolf as such a small thing. He had never seen ears shaped like hers. He had never seen anything like her. Narla was her name, he would remember it. Was she even a wolf at all? This interested him in the highest. Silver orbs watched her as she moved to sit with the pack again. The male saw two more faes, blended coats rose and spoke. Neither of them were rather interesting, but another black-ish fae appeared and she was a Delta as well. Ranks seemed to have been very staked here, though he had heard none with the title of Elite. In his old home, Elites were the right paw to the Alpha. They did not have a Beta. But one of the most hilarious things he heard, came from the lips of a male next. Newt, an Autay. A ale wolf who wanted to devote his time to the care of pups? Ha! Azrael scoffed to himself. After him, a healing wolf. Not too interested in this wolf, he waited for the next to introduce themselves. An Omega, again a black wolf. Another warrior, this one with a number for a name. Were his parents so unintelligent that they couldn't think of a proper name? Just a number? Or were all of their young named after numbers? So foolish. The next fae to speak was an Omega. Was this Alpha proe to keeping Omega's about and allowing them to speak freely? It was strange to hear. But after her, low and behold, another black wolf. Of all of them, Azrael was the only one with silver eyes, so this made him special - among other things as well. Finally the last black wolf, for now, spoke up. She was a Hunter, but again he did not care. Then two blended coat wolves, male and female, spoke up. They introduced themselves and Azrael could barely care. Finally he found the time to introduce himself. Standing up, he moved towards the center of the circle. He bowed his head to the Alpha slightly. But as he spoke, he looked around to the other wolves. "My name is Azrael. I have recently been accepted by Delta Breze. I request to serve you, Alpha, in any way that I can. I am skilled in the arts of fighting since birth. I have held various ranks throughout my first pack, leading up to Alpha. Should you need my assistance with anything, I would be more than glad to help any of you." After he spoke, he moved back to sit at the edge of the pack circle.

The small white brute was going inside his den to shield himself from the fury rays of the sun coming from it when he heard Alpha's loud call. The Alpha is summoning the pack for a pack meeting he thought perking his ears upward and stopping himself from going any forward inside his den. Sighing and turning around, he padded towards the out to the area he heard the howl from. Alright Reiko, whatever you do, DON'T mess up in front of your pack. You do not want to make a bad impression on them he told himself as he journeyed to the Training Pasture in the hot sun.

When he got there, Reiko saw other wolves in his pack seated around a wolf centered in the middle of them. That must be the Alpha he observably thought, scanning the group of wolves of all different sizes and colors. and there is Delta Breeze he thought happily as he wagged his tail, spotting her sitting by a black fae and the Alpha. 'At least I know one wolf here." he said quietly as he flattened his ears, feeling a bit nervous to meet his pack for the first time.Tucking his tail between his legs and bowing his head he went over and sat at edge of the circle of wolves. He listened patiently and attentively as the Alpha spoke, then listened to the other wolves in the circle taking their turn introducing themselfs Hmm...this is not a bad group of wolves. he thought thoughtfully. When the old- black wolf beside who calls himself "Healer Zedd" finished introducing himself, Reiko knew it was his turn to introduce himself to his pack. Inhaling a breath then exhaling , he lifted his head up a bit and looked over the heads of his packmates "M-m-most of you d-d-don't know me at all, my n-n-name is Omega Rei-Reiko. Recently accepted in pack by Delta Breeze" he said outloud stuttering a little from his nervousness before bowing his head again. Glad that he finished quickly with his introduction as he waited for the next wolf to introduce themselves to the pack.

Desmond waited for all the wolves to speak. As they each arrived and spoke, he looked to all that opened their mouths. He did not judge any, knowing all he faces in his pack now. He knew a good portion of them, but others he was just seeing. He tried to recall names with faces as Fel had explained to him some time ago. The Alpha gazed over the pack and took a deep breath. Now was time to let them know everything they needed. "Thank you all for introducing yourselves. It's good to put your faces to names. I don't know about the other packs, but I would bet our whole kill pile that we are the most diverse. I mean, we have so many different wolves from all different walks of life. I myself, was born in the natal pack of my father's pack. I grew up with my brothers, learning and training as I grew. I'm not going to give you the whole boring parts of it, but I became the Beta to the pack, and my brother was jealous. He challenged me to a fight and well, I killed him. I left my pack because they hated me for what I had done, even though he challenged me. Years after I was a Rogue. I might have met some of you while I was one. But obviously, that's all changed now. As Alpha of these lands, there are some key things which I find very important. Respect, loyalty, and honor. Rank structure is also very important. Each one of you hold the rank you have for a specific reason. It is important to know your role, the dos and don'ts. If you have questions on this, I would be more than happy to discuss it with you. But know that all ranks are not permanent. If you are feeling like you are missing something, or wish for more to do within the pack, you can challenge any rank whenever you want. There are some rules, however. You must be an entry level rank. This means Warrior, Hunter, Autay, or Healer. Omegas are not allowed to challenge anyone. When you make a challenge against another's rank, it must be in the eyes of the Alpha. You will have five rounds to prove you deserve the rank and for them to defend it. No rank is safe, not mine or even Fel's. The wolf who bested the other, gets the rank. This can be achieved by skill or one of them cannot even get up. Aside from that, I expect you all to help one another when you can. If you have any questions, feel free to ask them now."

Fel watched carefully as the members introduced themselves, noting the new faces. It appeared that their deltas had been quite busy. The dark fae rarely stumbled upon a loner nowadays. It was good though. That meant she had more time to focus on other matters, which were equally important but out of the control of their delta pair. When Desmond at last spoke, she listened and looked to him, proud of what he’d become. He spoke the truth, and that was what she believed he needed to do. At the end, there seemed to be no questions. Waiting a respectful moment, Fel glanced around the circle for any confused or questioning glances. They were all fairly neutral, so the brutish female stepped forward.

“Alpha Desmond, I am sure we are all pleased to know about you and your policies now, so that we may better live in Agavos. Are we not?” She glanced around the clearing with an unpleasant but formal smile that showed her deadly canines. “As it so happens to be, I feel that I may have a few misconceptions of where I come from or what I am. My true name is lost, but for the past five years of my existence I have been known as Fel, a name I took upon myself from the word, ‘Felwolf.’ Tainted wolf. I hail from a northern mountainous pack many months of travel away from here, where my father was (assuming he is now dead) the alpha. For those of you who know Erenyx, imagine a pack that is even more ruthless but not chaotic. In fact, I think my father’s pack had the most planned out, albeit in a sadistic manner, construction out of all those I have ever seen. Every decision had a purpose, and the pack’s general development was preplanned years in advance. I was the only child of my litter that survived the first few days of frost, and so I was his only heir. I suppose I was, while in my latter stages of training, a sort of beta there. I was held to a rigorous training schedule – the likes of which even my own apprentices do not know – and forced to, as a test of true mastery, best my mentors in a fight to the death. My father did not mind losing a pawful of wolves to ensure that his successor was exactly like him – that was his way. One error, regardless of whether it was truly my mistake, sent me out of the pack. However, I was only a young fae then. I have learned much since. After many months of travel and bouncing from pack to pack as a mercenary of sorts, I found Helidos. I trained under Elite Kenai, perhaps the most valiant brute I ever knew, to be the Guardian. I have also served in Erenyx, both as Beta and Elite. And though my record for staying with one pack seems to be unreliable, I assure you all I am here to stay, and to serve Desmond and the good of the pack for the rest of my days – however long they last. I hope that you all trust me as your beta to do my duty to the highest capacity, as I do believe I have the experience and dedication to do so.”


Fel paused, taking a long breath while staring around at each wolf. “Now if there are indeed no questions, I have a short announcement. In two weeks’ time, I will call upon you all for a pack training exercise. Until then, focus on your duties, your training if you are receiving any, and your pack mates. Get to know them all. And think about the pack values that Desmond has made clear for you today. Ask yourself if you are upholding the standards of the pack. We are diverse, but we are one unit. Remember this.” Lashing her tail once to the side, she ordered, “You are dismissed.”

Padding up silently to her little creature, Fel added in a low tone while everyone else dispersed, “You are free to participate in the social aspects of the pack. Don’t make me regret accepting you at the border, though.”Her tone neutral, she lifted her head and went back to her alpha, briefly checking on him to see how he felt about the meeting before becoming the second to last wolf to leave.