new beginnings [Joker]

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Her pelt, a blend of various shades of gray and white, shimmered in the sun as she lay on the beach, loving the warmth and the feel of the gritty sand in her fur. Her silver eyes scan the land around her, watching for potential danger lurking in the trees to her left. Aylin got up, her feet shuffling through the sand as she padded towards the water to cool off. Slowly she waded into the water until she was up to her shoulder in the cool lake. The water rinsed the sand, mud, and leaves from her coat, tokens of the long journey she'd been on. 

To Aylin, it seemed as though she'd been traveling forever. After her pack had been attacked, they'd all spread out. The silver eyed warrior didn't know where they were. So, it was time to move on. Time to find a new pack. 

This is why she's here at Shore Woods. She hopes to join the pack as a warrior. It would be hard at first, no doubt. Aylin wasn't one who could cope with change very easily. But she was willing to try, if the pack leader would let her. 

[Kenren]

joker er rai.

Joker couldn't remember being in such such good spirits while traipsing across the lands of his birth. It had always been such a dour duty, a chore - but lately things had been much more pleasant and exciting, and it was adding a bit of bounce to the alpha's step as he scouted over his land. He knew, upon reflection, that Brier was a large part of this change. And to be honest? He didn't deny it, nor did he resent it. She was a remarkable woman, and even if he was still unsure whether she was likely to stay or that she even felt the same about him, he was happy he had her here for at least a short time.

But despite how he'd love to just sit around and pick her brain all day, that wasn't an option. And he had some immediate work to deal with, anyway - there was an unfamiliar scent in the air, coming from the sea. Joker felt a bit apprehensive as he tracked it down. He was always worried that people along the beach were planning to cross to the Island, and he disliked even the thought of that. So much danger... some didn't even return to the mainland, and he would never know if they simply had made their living in a new place or if they'd died in the crossing. But it was his job to warn, so he couldn't just avoid the potentials.

He caught sight of the monochrome wolf easily enough, and he padded over with the confident caution of one of his rank. "Hello," he said pleasantly, with a flash of a smile. "Welcome to Shore Woods."

@oriole

by neverland of adoxgraphy 2.0.