A lone wolf among lone wolves

(may I join in?)

OOC: I don't mind if silver wolf don't mind

Rylia sighed as she was finally laid down not hearing thw words spirit spoke. Though she tried too keep her eyes open to watch them fight. There movements like a dance, a deadly one that you would only see between two good fighters. That gift is usually rare because it always went to waste. She's glad they were in her pack. She shifted slightly lifting her head to try to clean her wound. She manage to sit up and slowly she started licking her wound. After a bit she closed her eyes but she did not fall asleep she kept her ears erect and her nose twitched constantly for any smells.

(Sure cx )

Spirit ducked low once more, Ghost flying over her and just skimming the top of her head and back, giving her the chance to rise onto her back paws in a swift precise movement, knocking her brother off course only to have him twirl in mid air, rolling with his weight and bouncing back to his paws. They faced each other, panting softly and smiling while wagging their tails. Spirit motioned with her head, "You should go get food, Rylia will need it when she awakens." Spirit smiled, Ghost gave a brief nod and turned, shooting back over his shoulder, "You're still better than me, little sister." he grinned and loped from the cave, him searching for food, while Spirit stood her ground in the cave, and watched for danger.

As rylia sat there awake but looked asleep her eyes shot open and the slowly traveled to the den entrance. She saw the outline of something there. She staggered to her feet as a low growl started to rumble from her chest. She took a few steps forward huffing to get spirit and ghost attention. She stood as tall as she could with her injured shoulder and spoke " Who are you, and what do you want?" Rylia said glaring slightly at the stranger. She winced as the pain can resounding back into the wound making her stagger a little before she regained her posture.

Rylia sat letting ghost and spirit talk. She took a few steps forward wincing at the same time. When she was a few feet from the wolf she spoke in a clear but slightly unsteady voice from weakness, but she hoped it didn't show. "You might want to pay attention to your choices because some can mean life and others death. That can be a big difference when your young or a small one when wrinkled with age. But more or so a important one. " She said lowered her rump out of tiredness but standing back to her height. She stared with wise eyes at the brute, waiting to see if he would say anything in return.

"What if you simply don't care? Well, that could be a big problem then. If you simply don't care, don't you wish to live a good life. If you don't want to live a good life and make good choices, what is causing that then? Is there a reason why you simply don't care? Guilt can be a most common reason, someone who may or may not have made a good choices so they may take it out on themselves. That I know from experience but I've learned. If you see it might be small but I have a pack and I hope to make the right choices so it will grow bigger and prosper into a mighty one. But I have to make choices weather they be bad or good I can make them and no matter what, each one helps in some way." She gave up and slowly sake to her rump, it making a solid thump as it hit the ground. Her wound slightly started to bleed but she didn't pay no notice. " So if you simply don't care or not what's the reason why? Tell me, if you want, its not my business to know but if you wish you can tell me alone or now while my friends and recent pack member are present, its your choice so will you choose the right one or the wrong one."

As rylia waited for a response her gaze flickered past the stranger to ghost and sprit yet again locked in a deadly but graceful play fight. Spirit had ghost pinned at some point telling him too say alpha. Her eyes lit up with happiness thought it didn't show anywhere else in her features. She may be a grown adult wolf but now with a pack started she felt older and more like a mother wolf. She turned her gaze back to the stranger and politely waited for a response.

Rylia nodded her head, a slight bob up and down "Yes I did indeed. When I said that I hope to make the right choices so it may grow bigger and strong and prosper. You take a interest, I can tell." Rylia said as she shifted on her paws, taking pressure off of the left shoulder as it started to throb.

Rylia watched as the brute started to squirm as excitement at the opportunity arose. She heard him murmur maybe I can change. She knew there had to be a past to this wolf that he was trying to change. As long as he was loyal to the pack, she didn't care. It will help it grow stronger and prosper in the future. She gazed into the wolfs eyes "Yes I will, under one condition, never let the pack down, the pack comes first and always foremost." She said yawning and letting her eyes droop slightly.

Rylia thought " How about you think of which rank you would like, simple ones in most packs, if you like a particular one I might agree to let you have that rank. "

Rylia nodded her head "Ill agree with that rank, welcome to the pack" Rylia said before slowly getting to her feet. She then noticed that sprit was there beside her, she must have came up silently while she was talking to the stranger but newest pack member. She nodded her head and continued into the cave to lie down by the edge of the wall. She lowered herself achingly to the floor of the hard cave. Once she was comfortable she went into a lasp of thinking. If the pack was going to become bigger they were going to need to find a territory to claim. She liked it here in this colder climate that was more or so white, it suited her fur color. But too keep the pack safe and future members she would need to find better territory. She got back up and walked back over to the wolves "I will be back later, im going to go on a run, to think about things and look at some things, ill be back in a days time maybe, if not more. Stay here and find some food, before I get back if you can. " She said getting ready to take off.