Achilles felt the relief flow through Pandora’s body upon his arrival and his embrace. His words seemed to calm her further, as his whispers were reciprocated by her own, which were muffled into his crimson and leather hued neck. ”I thought you’d left me…I was so scared. I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have doubted you. I just wish I would’ve been with you…I want to be yours.” His heart sank at the beginning of her words, as he felt guilt run through his veins, however, upon her second phrase, the guilt quickly turned to a longing. Although it would not be noticeable from a distance, Pandora would certainly notice a blush rise to his cheeks and the navy blue band in his left eye dilate along with his pupils. So, in a very discreet manner, he let his tail lightly brush against her lower spine as a form of reassurance as he whispered once again to her. ”My love, my sunrise, I will always be here for you.

It was after this that he continued his introduction to Maylen, who he would never hear a response from. Achilles tried not to think much of this, but it certainly did not put this male in good standing, as the alpha found it disrespectful. Achilles had only wished to know his name. Upon hearing Pandora introduce herself as an omega, Achilles figured it was a slip of her tongue. She knew she definitely had a much higher standing than that, did she not? After all, Pandora and the crimson-leather clad lad had proposed that they loved each other not too long ago at the Elder Tree, right? His sky-painted lover did not speak an introduction at Achilles attempt to bring the winged female hiding amongst the brushes out, but the male did not make much of a note of that, since the young lass was a fair ways away.

It appeared as if all the wolves decided to arrive shortly after Achilles’s own arrival. The first was a pure white wolf with antlers and cyan eyes very similar to those of Pandora. ”I am Artemis, I'd like a home among your walls. I am not much of a fighter, but I am a skilled huntsman and a great tracker.” Before Achilles had a chance to introduce himself, Pandora spoke up first. ”It's nice to meet you, Artemis. I'm Pandora, Sabertooths Omega.” Achilles brow furrowed slightly, turning his head towards Pandora as she announced her role as Omega again. She could not be serious. Achilles, without sighing or word towards Pandora, looked at Artemis and spoke himself. ”Art’mis, I am Achilles, alpha of Sabertooth. We’d be glad t’have tch’ya amongst our ranks.”

It was not long after that a weird wolf, almost hyena looking being walked into the meeting and introduced herself. ”Hello, I am Lazarus. I'm a Spirit walker, and I'm quite good at healing if you should need a healer - If you allow me a home that is." Achilles could tell Pandora was much more intrigued by Lazarus’s appearance, however, the crimson-leather clad male dismissed it. She was another member. He spoke, his accent trickling through once again. ”Laz’rus, Sabertooth is home t’anyone in need. I’m Achilles, the alpha ‘ere.” The brute felt weird energy from his side, where Pandora was standing. Pandora’s own introduction was delayed and much more abrupt – she did not mention a role. He could tell her nerves were rising…though he was not quite sure for what? She honestly did not have to worry about anything…did she not realize her importance?

Another teen female walked up, her words causing Pandora to go practically silent and stiff. “Hello, my name is Misty. I'm a displaced princess, looking for a pack.” When Achilles felt this shift in mood from Pandora, he once again did the brushing motion with his tail he had done a little earlier in an attempt to relax her. Without enough of a pause to introduce himself, Misty spoke once more to Pandora ”What’s your name?” she spoke, picking up on Pandora’s mental state. Achilles looked at the teen, smiling softly. ”This is Pandra,” he spoke, looking to meet her cyan eyes quickly before looking back at Misty. ”She’s been ‘ere wit me since t’start. I’m Achilles, alpha of Sabertooth."

The next two wolves arrived with very little gap between them, so Achilles took in both of their introductions before introducing himself. The first was a male, coated in a classic gray wolf pelt with soft green eyes. He had several tails…one…two……eight? Surely it was more than just for show. ”Hello, my name is Marius and I would like to join your ranks.” The second to approach was a lass, coated in tan hues. ”I’m Cosette. I’m seeking home…I’ve just arrived in these lands and…I’m a bit lost.” Achilles nodded softly before speaking. ”I’m Achilles, alpha of these packlands known as Sabertooth. Mar’us, we welcome tch’ya.” He paused, shifting his gaze from Marius to Cosette. ”Cosette, tch’ya in a region known as Starfall. If tch’ya still wish to return ‘ome, wherever that may be, I would be willing to ‘elp. If you wish t’ stay ‘ere, tch’ya more than welcome to.”

It was at this point that there appeared to be a pause in the bustle of new wolves arriving, so Achilles brought his wing off of Pandora’s back as he stepped forward, speaking slower than normal so that his accent did not fully lace his words. This was important business that needed to be clear to everyone here and listening. ”Now that there are at least a few of us here, I would like to assign some ranks. First, those of you who are not yet adults…” Achilles started, his steely eyes looking at the young male who he did not know the name of, the young female in the far distance, and Misty, before speaking once again. ”At this point in time, you will be ranked as Omegas once you have reached adulthood. Your ranking after that may change depending on how you show yourself.” Achilles then let his eyes glance over the remaining adults, reminding himself of their strengths they may or may not have noted.

”Art’mis, based off of your statement, I designate you as Kappa. Do note though, I wish for you to hone on your combat skills, as we neighbor one of the biggest packs of Starfall – Hawthorne, home of vampires. Although at this point, we are on neutral terms, and I hope to stay on neutral terms, if not good terms, I would like for all members of Sabertooth to be well trained in combat. Laz’rus, based off your introduction, you will be Sabertooth’s Theta. In addition to such, you mentioned being a spirit walker. I do not wish to trouble you too much, but because of neighboring Hawthorne and their tendency to consume others, many of which now lie to rest in Ashen Woodlands, I would like for you to keep track of how many souls there are victims of Hawthorne’s behaviors. Mar’us, for now, I wish to designate you as a Sigma, with chance to advance to Delta with enough experience. I will train you, and others who are lacking in combat knowledge, in the meanwhile. Cosette, provided you wish to join our ranks, I would like to place you as a Zeta.”

Achilles stepped back, wrapping his wing around his sky-painted lover’s side once again. ”And Pandra, for those who have not been able to tell, will be alphess alongside me.” Achilles gently placed his chocolate hued paw on top of her’s for a moment, whispering in her ear in an attempt to reassure her. ”I will handle most of it, my love, I do not wish for tch’ya to be feeling any sort of stress. We will talk more later, my sunshine. For now, I have to continue.” The crimson and leather clad male stepped forward once more to announce the basic laws of the pack. ”The laws of Sabertooth are few, but simple. Firstly – respecting one another is a must, regardless of ranking. You will respect those above you and below you while maintaining the duties of your ranking. This also applies to situations such as minor disagreements to serious situations, such as cases of non-consensual relations. If you feel as if you cannot solve this issues by yourself or amongst yourselves in a non-combative manner, you must report this to a wolf of higher standing, if not Pandora or I. Any cases of disrespect not solved in this way may be reason for dismissal from Sabertooth. Secondly – Do not start issues between Sabertooth and other packlands. We have no allies, nor enemies yet. The more allies that we can form, the better. Finally – All wolves must have combat training of some sort, either to be trained by me or a future Delta. With Hawthorne being in our backyard, if they decide to come after us, we need to be prepared.”

Achilles once more looked upon the members, speaking once more. ”Now is the time for questions and/or concerns before I adjorn the meeting.” His steely eyes looked to his sky-painted lover, pupils dilating slightly as he smiled softly to her. Once again, he did the reassuring brush with his tail, and put his brown paw softly on top of hers, wrapping his wing softly around her bodice once again as he waited for the wolves to speak.

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