<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/kx3lThq.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Zuya<br/><strong>Rank:</strong>Kiowa Alpha<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Forest; Bojuka Bog, very far from the densite<br/><hr/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">The Mry fae's swift act of submission was enough to calm the rattling nerves of the Kiowa alpha. Zuya's lips matched her movements, lowering over his sharp teeth. His growling subsided almost immediately once she was fully onto the muddy sheet beneath their paws. The white brute's chest lifted with a victorious puff. He did not need to waste time physically putting the female into her place, she openly and keenly understood the circumstances as she referred to him by his correct title; Alpha. Zuya stepped a mere few paces away, allowing her space, should she choose to recover herself and what little dignity she had left. There was no need to continue such a threatening posture, for him to continue towering over her frame would be overkill. It was understood that he was allowing her to live, somewhat, peacefully. <strong>“Alpha Zuya, of Kiowa.”</strong> He stated, finally deciding that she was worthy enough to know the name of Kiowa's alpha. <br/><br/>The alpha mulled over the words the fae. She spoke of being a survivor. To him, she could be an asset and he suspected she knew that as well. It would have been the only reason she offered that sort of information. That could only mean that she was looking for acceptance into the pack, or so he thought. <strong>“Are you seeking out acceptance into Kiowa?”</strong> He attempted confirmed his suspicions. Zuya's tailed swayed with the wind, lowering as it did so. <strong>“Unless you are more comfortable being unprotected out in this bog, alone.”</strong> Zuya pulled himself back onto his haunches, seemingly at ease, though he kept his eyes fixated on her in case she tried any sudden movements. He would be ready for a sudden attack by the fae. His ears were the only indication of him also being quite aware of the area surrounding them. Zuya, being a paranoid brute, was always one to keep his guard up, even if he looked to be casually resting. It would be no different with this outsider.  <br/><br/><strong>“What can you tell me of the plague of these lands?”</strong> Zuya wondered if she had known about the dark trait, or was it simply the curse that ran through Kiowa's pack and their territory. He wondered if other packs were plagued by such a trait or was it truly a uniqueness to certain wolves of Kiowa. Maybe other wolves of other packs referred to it as something different. <strong>“And what of these other packs? What is it that you do know?”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“”</strong><br/><br/></span></span>