Valcari

Valcari was not born into the savari, yet he is treated as close family to yarrow, This confuses him greatly. For some reason she cares.. But why?.. 

The night was damp and bitter when Valcari strutted out of the pup's den. Suprised to go unnoticed he proudly  narrowed his eyes. Turning his tip-toeing into a full out trot. Soon enough the den was in sight, he could hear the leaders converse plans.. It wasnt worth listening too, adults are fickle. Instead Valcari proritized his worries on how to make an entry.. 

After a few anxious grumbles the pup decided to make the bold move into the leaders den. Pressing his face into a corner of entrance vines. Without any last thoughts the bold pup entered their living quarters. the wolves quickly detected Val's presence.

Yarrow dominantly raised her tail and ears while the rest observed, their eyes spoke of interest. The alpha growled taking a step forward. Her movements matched his boldness. "Its late." 

"What makes me special." Valcari mused. His paw pressing deep into the soft dirt. A demand, clear as day.  

Yar's deminor began to shift, having a soft spot for him...with a deep and un-intentionally intimidating sigh the female gave a subtle frown. "We dont take on those  who cannot handle this life. When i found you.. There was no fear in you're eyes." There was a build up for something to be said but nothing was added. 

The pup squinted his features. How could it be that simple, was there nothing else he was chosen for?.. Lashing his tail Val turned his face back with grimance. 

Clarity poked her head out of the crowd of wolves, making her way to the exit. As she crossed Val her fur smoothed. Almost everyone here was of mixed blood.. Nothing wrong about it.