Skywalker smiled gently at the pretty girl. “Edaline . . . a beautiful name for a beautiful lady. And you don’t need to act all small. Being bold here is okay.” He cleared his throat, already impressed by Edaline’s politeness and poise, looking her over as he spoke again. “You have come to Amberbjorne, ruled by King Mabbit, with rather fair laws, if you ask me. I am a kappa here, meaning I patrol Amberbjorne’s borders to watch for danger and newcomers, primarily. If you can think of any fair, reasonable law, Amberbjorne probably has that law. No murder, no rape, no infidelity. Members of our two chief ally packs, Dawnshire and Hawthorne, are allowed on our lands at any point in time, so should you meet one, they’re not trespassing. We do not allow combat inside pack boundaries, unless it’s practice combat supervised by our deltas, or, rather, one delta currently. Illegal actions are punishable by banishment or death.” Skywalker tucked his wings in even more tightly. “Should you choose to join us, I do believe we have several open ranks right now. Delta, heirdelta, zeta, kappa, lambda and sigma.”

“Lord is there anyone?”