Aether was moving around again, he wasn’t really sure which of his trades he would be applying to this pack yet. So far it seemed to be lacking all the things that it needed to thrive. Hunters, warriors, guardians, healers (though he hadn’t learned anything of that girly trade), and most importantly just members in general. The slate and white colored brute had been bouncing on his paws on the beach, soon making it back to the grassy area up by the river. What would he choose? He wondered, what would be the easiest, but still fulfilling not to mention attracting to the lady-bros about the lands of whatever this place was called? Moldyland? Something like that, whatever, he knew this place was Glorall and it was his home now and he needed to help his Alpha to get it to grow.
Large packs are more exciting and fun packs right? The more the merrier and what not, maybe he should be some kind of recruiter? He wanted the members just as bad as the High King, perhaps for different reasons yeah, but he wanted the fun. Hrms, something to consider over the time perhaps. A scout might be better for him here, but being a scout wasn’t about to get him ladies. Oh the dilemma. Well he would have to see where Silvertongue would put him in due time. He continued pacing about the land, walking just inside the borders, when he spotted the strange female. Now, Aether wasn’t exactly an oldie about here, but he hadn’t see her at that meeting, and that he knew anyone who wasn’t some runt pup was not a member of Glorall.
He took in her scent, certain of its lack of salty musk that she did not belong here, a wry grin touched his male and he perked himself up, dancing towards her his pure dark banner wagging about behind him in a very friendly manner. He didn’t want to scare a lady about his age away did he? She was no child at least, and that would be good for the pack.
”Well hello there pretty lady! He stopped a comfortable distance away, he didn’t want to run her off or make her too uncomfortable did he? ”Welcome to Glorall, the name’s Aether, just a simple member here, but perhaps I can help you? His smile did not part from his maw as he looked over the mostly ebony fem, she certainly was a pretty fem, though, perfect height for him and everything. Tall, dark and beautiful. Not that he knew he ever had a chance; some ladies were not really into the open approach but liked those boring wall flowers. How.. Boring. Well he would have to see what type of guy she got along with, but at the very least he may get her to come join Glorall. Who knew, perhaps she would come around to his charm and they would have a nice little rendezvous later?
[]Eight Years Young[]Loves No One or Two[]Held Hostage by None[]Free Man[]
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