They had been travelling for just under five days, him and the beautiful Anastasia, leaving the vale where everything seemed hushed and shrouded in mist. She had chosen the quickest route which had led them through the red fern forest to the base of the mountain from there they had found the trail that had the least incline as it wove between two peaks, it had been the centre of a gorge. The nights were beginning to warm up and they found nestled in between the sheer faces of the cliffs to be very protected from any wind, though they had taken turns as look out to avoid being ambushed. It had taken them about a day to travel through the forest of red ferns, but the hunting there had been plentiful with hares seeming to appear constantly from nooks and crannies. What had been harsh had been the leg through the mountainous trail, next to no wildlife could be found and their stomachs had begun to rumble incessantly, unsatisfied by the few mice they had managed to stalk. The worst was the thirst, the water that travelled through the gorge was a fierce rapid, angrily lashing above the banks and threatening to swallow any who came too close, they had only braved a few scarce pools where the water seemed calmer. Finally they had reached the other side and found themselves inside of the ghastly woods, where trees clawed at them and the foliage seemed to try to keep them hostage. They chose to rest very little here as neither of them could shake the constant feeling of being watched, though there seemed to be no one around.

They had arrived finally at Heartleaf Creek, a breath of fresh air after the long hard journey it took to get them across from one side of Relic to the other. Reaper hated to admit it, but he found himself exhausted and very hungry, being a loner was beginning to take its toll on the rogue. Anastasia announced that they were here and the frosty king glanced around, his tail twitching slightly impatiently, the other male had not yet arrived and his patience had run thin after the journey. Then he was there, and more importantly he had food in his jaws, he suppressed a pang of hunger that ran through his side as he evaluated the stranger carefully. He seemed to be as pure as him and the female, and so it was decided that he would indeed be allowed within the top tier of the future pack. The decision being made Reaper dipped his muzzle respectfully to the other wolf, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"You must be Anastasia's travelling companion, I am called Reaper and I am pleased to finally meet you." They had only been travelling for five damn days to see this wolf and here he stood almost tauntingly with that fish in his jaws, the rogue could feel his mouth begin to salivate as he stared.

Reaper watched the exchange curiously, and nodded in approval as the youngster dropped the fish and pushed it towards them. He may be young but he has good instincts, if he learns well from Anastasia's mentoring he will have no problem fitting into the organization. He could feel the suspicion radiating from the boy and the male knew he would have to gain his trust if his plan was to work. Turning on the charm he answered the yearling, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"I very much appreciate the offer Nineteen, but it is your catch, you and Anastasia share, though perhaps after our meeting we can have a formal hunt." His head cocked at the stutter and his eyes continued to study the youngster, though his expression displayed an open friendliness. A stutter can be fixed, it is usually a sign of anxiety, and there will be no need for him to be anxious once he becomes a recruit., the thoughts were analytical, though they made a positive judgement.

He sat his rump upon the ground as he waited for them to eat, he wanted their full attention when he was to explain the organization and what the plan was for this branch. The two of them had an odd relationship as far as he could tell, they didn't seem to be related and yet she treated him like one might treat a younger sibling. He ignored the gnawing feeling in his stomach, promising his body that as soon as this meeting was over that he would lead these two to a feast. In his mind he ran over the points to cover to make them understand what the organization was about and what it would expect from these new recruits.

The young male remained silent, though Reaper could tell from his lack of eating that he was uncomfortable. He was distrustful, which he shouldn't have been, but it could be a good quality in a pack, he would make a good selector of recruits if he is so weary of strangers. The ponderings were cut short however by Anastasia's words and the Arctic man turned to her with a smile, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"Well before I tell you of our future, I see it fitting that I first tell you of my past." He relaxed further, settling down so his for paws were straight before him, but the rest of his body rested upon the ground. The actions were a subtle display of allowing the younger man to take control, he obviously had advantage over Reaper while he laid upon the ground, it was a calculated move to see how Nineteen would react. He cleared his throat and began his tale, and for a moment got lost with them within the memory.

<b style="color:#FF2501;">I do not remember this well, I was barely old enough to leave the den, so a lot of things that happened I didn't truly understand until I was older, all I knew what that I was scared. When I was just beginning to leave the den with my siblings I lived with a small birth pack made of my mother and father, one of his brothers and one of my mother's friends from childhood, and of course us children. My parents were both pure Arctic, along with the other two as well, and all was good. One day a rogue came upon us, a large male, and he challenged my father for the pack and lost, but he grew bitter of his defeat and came back upon the pack and murdered my father in his sleep. He then claimed the pack as his own, but he ordered my mother to kill us children, he declared that the only offspring that would survive her womb would be his own and gave her until the end of the month to do the deed, or he would kill her and everyone she loved. The organization was just a fledgling then, a small group of no more than ten, but they heard of the happenings, and came in the night to rescue us pups and they hoped my mother and the other two as well. I was the first to be smuggled from the den, but the male awoke and by the time they went back for my siblings they found all of the children dead, my father's brother dead, but both women and the man missing.

He took a breath before continuing, the sad portion of his tale now finished, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"One of the women within the organization went by the name of Sass, and she had a female pup the same age of me named Lucia and she took me in as her own, she became my mother and Lucia my sister. They saved me from a horrible fate and spent much time looking for my mother, but never found her or any sign of the male. They taught me their ways and they swelled rapidly in size, spreading the word to everyone, I have known no different my whole life. Now the organization is massive in size in Alaska but we wished to further spread our message, and so I have been sent to create a branch of the organization here, and this is where you two come in." Excitement grew within him now, passion clear upon his expression as he turned to them, hoping that now they would see just how great the organization could be here with their help.

His tail began to thump like a beat of a drum, he could no longer contain the happiness that always flooded through him as he talked of the message. He looked first upon Anastasia with a look of pure admiration, before looking upon the younger male with an identical look. He opened his jaws once more, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"I plan on making a branch here, a large pack, and if we do well I hope to make a second as well, but I am getting ahead of myself." He cleared his throat quietly, <b style="color:#FF2501;">"It would be foolish to create a pack now, I know too little of these lands and the packs within them, we must first gain numbers and allies before we begin. I wish the two of you to be founders, but I believe it best if after this meeting we separate, at least me from the two of you. We should join packs, form bonds and create allies, so when we begin our packs we will have allied packs until we become fully established." He stopped talking now, though surely they would have questions to ask, and he certainly had answers.