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She watched the other wolf, an odd attention from those intense eyes. If the female had been here at any other time, the wolf before her would most likely be hungry enough to take her on, as it was Jaidah only wished to fill her ranks and make Asteraia safe once more. She could tell the other was a type that would fight for life, and by her words she cared only to preserve herself. It was not truly a comfort to have one like that in her lands, and so, Jaidah sends more words from her own muzzle. "Are you only here for winter then? We have need of permanent and active wolves here, I wish to have a strong pack, and this means I cannot spare resources for temporary individuals." She is upfront about what she would need out of the girl, while insinuating things would not be easy here.
Already, Jaidah could see the winter, and Asteraia would become nothing more than a blanket of white. There was a small copse of hills they could run to, make burrows in, stay warm. Jaidah was not overly worried about prey sources, if she was hungry she would find something a bit more predatory to sate her. Opportunists had to eat, and as a nomadic pack of the north, Jaidah's family often hunted loner. They ate anything they could find or bring down really, and her survival tactics had expanded even under the cruelty of her father. It was difficult, being a princess and also having to keep your father's fangs out of your own hide? Somehow, Jaidah had made it to four, and then to Moladion. This one had the look of the north wolves, and reminded Jaidah of home, though it could be in a good way she supposed. "I encourage you to make this your permanent home, while I cannot promise life will be easy, I can promise you will be safe." Jaidah smirked at the other then, watching to see the decision on the other wolf's face.
One final question, "Would you be willing to prove yourself to be worthy of the land? To prove you can survive despite the land around you, aid in pack survival as a whole?" It was a typical question when greeting a new prospect, Jaidah had heard her father utter the inquiry to several new wolves to the pack. It was paramount that the white demon know she could count on this wolf to carry her weight and aid in pack survival as well.
mistress, five, 35in/150lbs, no one held down, no one captivated,
created widow & gehenna (x Reaver),
Night Mother of Asteraia
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