Godric smiled warmly at her, she seemed like a nice enough gal, first impressions though where not what he fell upon to give him a good description of a wolfs character. But all in all she seemed decent, "Welcome to Spirane then Nikalie," he said in a deep charming baritone voice. His light brown eyes with their dark blue flecks took in every inch of her being, from the expanse of black fur to the small white star like marking on her fore head to the white of her muzzle, noticing that each was rimmed in brown. To the blends of violets and roses within her eyes. He was quiet taken by her. Though he didn't mention this, his eyes took it all in and transfered the information to his brain. How she was slim and curvy, he could see the muscles that line her legs and chest. She could very well make a good addition to the pack.

"Well Nikalie, well Nikalie, that sounds like an impressive amount of work. How would you like to join me on a little hunt to test you and see where your at in your hunting." Working in a group hunt was a lot more work than a singular setting, you had to calculate for others and what they were going to do, where they had bitten down so that you could worsen the wound and take down the prey faster with less damage to the pack members. Already he had witnessed Ceal come back with bumps and bruises. They needed to be better co-ordinated if they wanted to keep surviving the winters. He looked at her expectantly, to see what she would say about a little hunt. Spirane was full of prey animals they could pretty much have their pick.

"talks like this"