Attempting to Join (shiver)

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It was a clear morning, and many birds chirped joyfully as the sun rose. Amoung this happy tune, arose a long sullen howl. A fierce orange figure sat on the yellow grass. With only three legs and half a tail,
the male sure looked intimidating. He walked into the Barren Wastes without a second thought, and his eyes were a light with a new fierceness. Travesty knew he would probably get rejected from the pack yet, the male was determined to prove to himself he was not useless and could still fight. At the very least, he could be a healer.

Awaiting the alpha got boring, so Travesty started to hunt a robin. When he pounced, he caught the bird underneath his paw. He used brute strength to shove the bird's head in the dirt, and to hold it there until it ran out of breath. When it finally went limp, he gave it an awkward nip to the back. He couldn't kill with his bare teeth without biting himself, so he had to use more creative methods.

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Fjord hadn't received much sleep, if any. He was up all night stressed about his pack. If any wolf found out he had anxiety, that would be the end of his rigid persona. However, as the sun rose he was welcomed by something to do. His bear-like ears perked up and Fjord began to move his stuff muscles. It wasn't a far jog to the border. Midnight Silence was temporarily placed in a small Territory. Fjord planned on moving his pack to the outer reaches once they grew strong enough. The great white Alpha shook his heavy coat before descending, his ruby red eyes focused on the wolf below him.

He was a scrappy wolf, not too old, but definitely not young. The orange pelted timber was three legged with half a tail. His wry face bore many scars. "What brings you to the den." Fjords voice was low, sinister, loud, yet a hissing whisper. Red swirled paws approached the wolf, a red gaze to match; staring down at the fat robin underpaw. "Stealing prey, stranger?"

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Travesty flicked an ear at the alpha's question. He straightened his back, to be face to face with the leader. Why did alpha's always ask the same simplistic question? Of course he was going to join! Did he look k=like he could challenge the pack? "Well, I have come to join the pack. I want to be apart of Midnight Silence." He said, and he tried to sound more respectful then he felt.

At the second question, Travesty had to think on his toes. "No, I am hungry, so I caught some prey to eat. But if you want it, you can have it." He said, glancing back at the birds squished face and bleeding back. "I can catch more if the situation calls." He barked. He noticed the wolf's gaze on his disfigured face. He smiled a toothy grin, at least he was noticed for something.

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A hunter, lovely.
It wasn't that Fjord didn't appreciate a wolf with hunting skills, but...the great white male needed ruthless killers and tricksters in his pack. He didn't want wolves who were content with happy pack life. At the crippled wolf's invitation, Fjord crinkled his nose. instead of verbally declining, he simply moved on in the conversation.

"What can you bring to my pack?" Fjord wasn't about to chase this strange wolf off just yet. He needed all the members he could get. He needed warriors to fight and rule. Hunters to provide and protect. And most of all, he needed a healer. An empty hole in his pack that needed to be filled. A healer would travel up to White Magic herself to receive rare herbs and learn her ways. And then they would serve the pack, patching wounds and strengthening the weak.

"Well...Hunter....I'll need your name before even considering letting you in my den." Fjords white and red pelt stood out against the ugly rotting corpses of the mottled trees. Such an eyesore. Fjord couldn't wait to travel to their new home in the outer reaches. There they could grow even larger and....they would have easier access to a certain botanist.

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Travesty's smile faltered at the alpha's exasperated expression, apparently the male didn't like food. He didn't care because the bird was probably his messiest kill in a long while. He searched the alpha's expression, and it was obvious the male did not want a hunter. This was okay with Travesty he had never considered himself a hunter, which was why he had worked up his knowledge of herbs.

"I can bring healing, as I have a great knowledge of herbs. I can hunt and fight, but these not my strengths." He answered, flicking his ear as a strong gust of wind blew by. He reconsidered what he just said. "I have not gone to White Magic, but I do know what can heal wounds. I do not have powers though. But a little birdie told me your pack needs a healer." He explained carefully with a toothy grin.

He cocked his head at the alphas next words, hunter? "My name is Travesty. And I am as ruthless as any wolf, not matter my wounds." He snarled, and he waited patiently for the alpha's next words.

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Fjord looked on, intrigued. The poor thing didn't like being turned down. This brought a smirk to his white lips. Almost as if he had read the alphas mind, the scraggly wolf pointed out that he was deft with herbs and the healing arts. Fjord stayed his eyes, not wanting to betray his excitement. "Well, that bird is not wrong." He spoke softly, his voice strong and flat. Travesty, as he announced his title to be, declared that he was indeed ruthless. Which was good. The patched up wolf was quickly gaining points with Fjord. While Fjord may seem that he was annoyed by the sarcastic and joking manner in which Travesty spoke, he truly enjoyed a good banter every once in a red moon.
"Travesty," Fjord neared, crimson eyes staring blankly into the males own. "You seem well enough. You may enter my territory. But you enter as a brother in arms and blood. You enter as a healer. You demand respect from those beneath you." Fjord turned dramatically with a white tail flip before leading on. "Follow me, let's get you introduced." He grinned.

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Travesty sat down on the grass, giving his leg a rest from holding him up. He had noticed long ago that the wolves in the valley were weird colors. He himself was just a orange pelted timber wolf. Now that he thought about it, he wondered if he was the only normal looking wolf. Then he grinned because he didn't look normal, and he would fit in fine.

The alpha spoke softly, and it forced Travesty to pay attention to each word. He nodded softly, and the tension in his muscles disappeared. The male had made it up, he had no idea if this pack had needed a healer. It was a great relief to see they did.

He looked into the alpha's eyes as their eyes met, and didn't drop his gaze, no matter how red his eyes were. He truly looked like a demon, but Travesty knew he probably was a devil in disguise. He nodded sharply at the alpha's next word. He would finally be higher then most wolves, which was a luxury he would take. "Haha, I'm going to have some fun." He said to himself, grinning in satisfaction. "Well, I'm flattered." He said to the alpha, his voice dripping with sarcasm as he followed the alpha through the forest.

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.: Congratulations, Travesty is now the resident Healer of Midnight Silence. Please post this update in the Pin Board so we don't forget to update the Character List. Thank you for joining and I hope you enjoy your time as part of Midnight Silence.
P.S. Most wolves upon entering MS receive a 'mark' on their fur or flesh signifying their life long commitment to the pack. However, before Fjord can establish that, I will need your permission to mark up your wolf. Please PM me to do so:.

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