Windrunner and his pack arrives at the place they had recieved from the brethen in this odd world. The others stayed behind him he could smell their emotions. They were not happy with his choice. He didnt want to force them to leave but it seemed he would have to. This was his pack the one he had grown up with. He turned and growled. He snapped at the six in turn it was Sharpbiter that snapped back. Informing him they were staying. He turned even threatened force they wouldnt leave. He turned and howled calling for his Kine his rust red coat darkening to the falling of the sun.
A cinnamon brown wolf with one half chewed off ear trots up, staying a safe distance away. He appraises the situation and notes that Windrunner is the alpha of this ragtag bunch.
"I am windrunner. I am seeking brethren my kine. I came here to defend that which needs to be defended," Windrunner sits staring at the other wolf. He showes no disrespect. "My story is long even for one that is Cliath."
He then checks to make sure you are garou, and that you are not tainted. If you need cleansing, he will perform the rite. After all this, he takes you to meet the alpha of the sept, an athro lupus ahroun Shadow Lord named Thunder's Tempest. The alpha will look at you and smell you until she feels she has sufficiently committed your identity to memory.
"This is my territory, I am Alpha. As long as you follow the Litany, you are welcome here."
Then the warder will walk you back to the Ranger Station, where you will be given a list of tasks to which you can contribute for the sept, with the expectation you will choose what fits your skills. You are then released to join your new septmates.
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