Still of the Night (Acceptance)

[kruger]

Standing stock and firm with the odd dash of rain at her form, Ilkatja lightly shifted her ears back and to, a faint glimmer in her eye once more. With a near-indiscernable breeze crossing her way, she remained calm, still holding her slights of stillness. With another drop of rain slapping down on her ear, she twitched it and listened attentively to the Alpha's words.

" Greetings Ilkatja Krüger. To clarify, you have come to this territory in hope of being accepted into the pack that resides here? "

With a nod and the hint of smile, she answered;
"Indeed, Ma'am; if it is of your permission, of course.[/color]"

Another wind crossed over the land, slightly stronger than the last but somewhat warmer. Still, the water dropped through the branches. With a faint chill running down her spine, Ilkatja gave a subtle shudder but upon gathering herself, became still once more with the silent dancing of her ears and the regained sparkle in her eyes.

[Sofika]

Sofika continued to observe this strange female. Would she be able to cope with Arnlan's harsh conditions? Only the strong could really overcome the trials prevailing in their environment. Raising a brow, she shot a glance to Orion. Sofika was unaffected by the wind, barely even noticed its presence. However this female shuddered. That wind was nothing compared to what she would face here.

"Tell me, in what way could we benefit from having you in our ranks?"

The majority of wolves who answered this question always seemed to tell Sofika in what way they would like to benefit Arnla, and not in the way that they actually could. Many found that when they were accepted, they could not cope with the expectations, and those sorts always fell flat on their face. She always could tell between these two types of wolves.