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She turned her eyes away from the male that accompanied her, distracted by a large approaching haze of golden light. As it grew nearer, Fathom could make out details: the angelic face of a female wolf. She appeared quite dwarfed in the presence of this graceful creature, her shiny black coat a dark mirror to the angel’s fur. The sun bounced across the stranger’s coat as if the light radiated from her very being; she carried herself as one wholly sure of their place in the world, of their place in a pack. An alpha: she had to be. Fathom adopted a more respectful stance, maintaining her cool, confident poise. She didn’t entirely submit; she wasn’t pack as of yet, and therefore didn’t feel bound to their laws.

Her suspicions about the alpha were confirmed by the way the she-wolf greeted the other pack member, as if to thank him for handling this business so promptly. Fathom’s first impression was that Diveen seemed to be a family-oriented pack - everyone had their own work, but everyone worked for the pack’s benefit. All for one and one for all, as they say. On a less social level, Diveen seemed to operate as a non-militarized unit; a more aggressive pack would have had her belly flat on the ground by now, demanding answers. Instead, the female’s soothing voice rang out into the late afternoon air, introducing not only herself, but the land around their trio.

And asking questions

Always questions.

Fathom took a moment to choose her words, as she always did, intending to say it once and say it right.

I was wondering if Diveen was interested in new members. I’m a strong hunter, and capable of contributing in other capacities as well.

She answered the direct questions first, determining that they were most important, saving her introduction for last. “My name is Fathom. I’m prepared to prove my worth, whenever it suits you.

| 4 years | Homeless | Quite Alone | No Young |





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