[ male ] [ six ] [ mateless ] [ imprintless ] [ covet x malina ]
Pack alliances could be a concern, but they were something that could be worked with, and Riot wasn't too worried as to who was friends with whom. He had made no enemies and did not intend to do so. He might not like a wolf or two, but that would not hinder him any. So far there were no ties any which way when it came to him, and it left everything open and meldable. Riot would concern himself with the laws of whichever pack he decided to join, and be polite to all the others up to that point. Not to say he wouldn't continue to be so, but depending on what duties he picked up within whatever new pack he chose, that could be difficult. Rising up in a pack, however, took skills and the drive to do what needed to be done to get there. Riot accepted that, but he would still find out just what he was getting himself into when he did.

It isn't personal, where his call is directed, for there was often three at the top and everything else wasn't the same. It was different here, the layouts of pack structure not something he remembered enough for it to be useful. Within his mind he thinks of the alpha, the alpha's mate and the beta as being how it's ordered out. The actual placements and titles escape him, but Riot was still soaking in the information. He had called for the three highest and that was how many were often called to things that mattered. Riot wasn't aware that there were many other changes in these packs other than how they viewed themselves. It was strange to not find the alphas amoung those who greeted strangers at the borders, strange that some alphas worked so very alone in matters. Riot was learning that normal had been flung far out the den entrance when it came to this place.

If he knew his lines, his blood, his views might have been different as to how it all worked, how those here viewed themselves... but probably not. As a youngster it could have been made to matter, if only his parents had cared enough to be there at all for him. They hadn't been, even if the wolves who had kept him alive had pretended to be his parents. Riot had always known they were, had always felt that disconnect. Still remembered that mother had looked different. He just couldn't place those looks now. All he had was the distinct assurance that Brooke had not been mother and there was no one that could convince him that she was. Riot was sure Melek knew it too. He wonders where she is and what she's doing, but it changes nothing if he were to know. He doesn't love her, he merely feels the need to protect what's left of the bloodline he knows is real. Melek is all he knows to be true.

And he had still left her without any hesitation, without a thought about how it might affect her. One of those tests that he had to divide himself from. If she survived this long than she was something, somebody. She had worth. If not, then she did not. Riot couldn't be there to watch and see, because there was always the notion that he might had tried to intervene and all would be a moot point. He had gone to see if he could survive the harsh wilds alone, and he was still here, still kicking. Old enough to finally come back and rise up. Find a suitable place that would give him what he needed. This could be that place, but he couldn't shake the fact that maybe his hopes weren't all that high. Soon he would have more information on it, soon he could make some thoughts on if this still had a chance for him. He was waiting.

Eventually someone appears, and he watches with a curious gaze. He does not know which of the three it will be first (or that it wasn't one of them at all), but he is calm and collected as ever as he waits there for her to come closer. When she sits, he dips his head to her. She's not overly cautious and this concerns him a little, but he lets it slide to focus on what she was saying and why he had come in the first place. To learn of them. To get an idea as to what this pack was all about. To see if the rumors were true or not. "More information about this pack, actually. What is both offered and expected of it's members, and if the rumors of delusions of being demons are still carried here. I would not wish to be labeled as such, you understand." He responds evenly, telling her what he wished to know and giving an idea as to why he did.