Suletu Moqu

Mascu wolf as black as night pads softly into the lands and peers around with unnerving deep green eyes. His grey nails dig trenches into the earth as he gazes at the scenery, then lifts a nose high to scent out the pack of these lands. Perhaps they would permit him to join their pack. Even though he wasn't the most outgoing wolf around, he was quick, intelligent, bold, and strong. Surely they would be able to find a place for him here.
With that, Moqu throws his head back and howled a long call to the leader, attracting her attention. Lowering his head, he lapses once more into silence, and watches for signs of approach.

Riot

Riot heard his voice clearly, but she didn't rush to greet him, too pretty of a night not to enjoy her scenic terrain. On her way toward him she passes the river, gazing for a moment at the sparkling water in the void. She slowed as she came upon him from behind, no reason to alarm him.

A lovely sight, a white wuld with a silver facade, staring quietly at the intruder. She stood tall, proud of her position as she spoke.

"Hello."

Moqu

Senses sharp, the black wolf had heard sounds of approach behind him, no matter how quietly they were made, and kis ears swiveled toward them, though he didn't give any other appearance for having heard. At the femme's voice however, he rose and turned to her.
Good night, Lady. I am Suletu Moqu, otherwise known as Moqu. I am in search of a home, and wish to reside here. Is there any chance that I may call this pack my home? He asks, voice polite, but slightly engaging and pleading, but only if you were looking for it would you notice those edges to his voice. His forest green eyes watched her move, and tried to appear as though he needed this acceptance.

Riot

Riot saw his ears pivot on his head, and nonchalantly perked hers forward in a fair chance greeting. She listened patiently to his speech, pondering exactly why he seemed to be so desperate to join her pack. Her pack, which consisted of only her, but his words seemed honest, as did his eyes. She nodded softly in response.

"Moqu."

She stops there, pondering the eact meaning of his nomen.

" Riot."

Obvious on that one.

"Your welcomed here, seeing as your the second to come here and not challenge me, maybe lady luck is glancing at me."

She flashes a momentary grin.

Moqu

Moqu smiles softly at her name. Riot? Does that refer to any particular feature of yourself? he asks, gently kidding. Thank you for letting me join. Moqu completely leaves out any mention as to why he wanted to join. That was his business.

Riot

Riot inclines her dial lightly.

"As I'm told, every feature."

Riot nods once in response to his thanks.

"Certainly, as a matter of fact, our welcomed to invite others along."

Moqu

He chuckles softly at her response. I would invite otehrs in if I knew any other wolves. He said softly, turning to look around him. Maybe he should go out and meet other wolves. That might get hom to open up to others more.

Riot

Aye, there weren't many who had connects around here, Riot didn't venture, she couldn’t. She couldn't leave her terrain unattended for simply a few days and a new lord would take an attempt. Riots face cringed slightly as she thought about it, but she voiced no opinions.

Moqu

The male sits and gives a nod, barely perceptable. His uncanny ability to gadge what others were thinking gave him some insight into what she might be cringing slightly at. I can watch the lands, if you, Lady, would like to go somwhere. Go hunt, perhaps? He asks politly, but there is enough honesty in his voice to show his sincerity in willing to give her time away without worry.