Warrior Of Good (Joining Request)

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Sullivan:

The white and camouflage wolf's pelt blew back in the gentle breeze as he approached the border. He lifted his head, excessively sniffing the air in an attempt to catch any scents. He felt almost... drawn to this territory, for some reason. He had been in search of a pack for so long, one that stands for good and seeks to rid the land of its evils. Here he was. His large, grass green and brown paws crunched the debris on the soft, verdant earth. The male released a sigh into the comfortable breeze, taking note of how beautiful this territory was. It was a tranquil, peaceful meadow, with numerous trees overlooking the territory below. Sullivan was stronger than ever, regained with larger muscles yet long legs to keep him swift. His pitch black eyes with pinprick green pupils almost seemed diabolical to some, but the large beast was, in truth, a warrior of good. His eyes examined the silenced border during his entrance, his green-streaked tail swaying slightly in curiosity.

The male looked from left to right, drawing closer to the boundary of the territory. The breeze now carried the scent of territorial marks to his keen nose. Well, here I am, he thought to himself. He felt just a bit uneasy. He's been a loner for a very long time since his pack was destroyed by those gruesome, evil wolves. He dreaded the memories, and joining another pack made a fear strike even in the heart of the powerful, dominant beast. No, he thought. I will not let that happen again. I am a warrior of good. I will protect my pack with my life. He threw his head backwards to release a powerful, confident howl that he was certain would be noticed by the wolf he hoped to call his alpha. All was silent when the howl faded, and he stood silently in the long grasses and blooming flowers. He hoped he could lend his strength to this pack and make a few companions. He hadn't been accepted into the pack yet, but it felt somehow like home... Like he belonged here.

[Rykett]

((Omygosh! I can’t believe I missed this one! I’m so sorry for the wait! D:))

Piala:

Trotting along the border, Piala was on border patrol. She considered possible candidates for a higher position in her pack. She’d been hoping to organize Eternal Snowfall into ranks, recently, but she was among the wolves enough to know of which positions would suit which wolves. Perhaps promoting a trustworthy helper would, well, help. But, who? Many of Piala previous close friends had disappeared and the current pack residents were all pretty much mysteries to Piala. It was disheartening to accept that fact. An alphess should know their pack like the back of their paw. A pack was a family. Piala was ashamed to admit that she wasn’t being a very good Alphess, a good mother, to her pack.

A howl rocked the she-wolf from her thoughts. Yet, another new face. Perhaps Piala could make a greater effort to get to know this one? Quickening her pace to a lope, the wolf quickly came into view. Misgivings about the formidable appearance of the stranger were pushed aside as Piala knew not to judge a wolf by its pelt. ”Greetings, Stranger. I am Alphess Piala of Eternal Snowfall, the pack which occupies these lands. State your name and purpose.”