Shade - Wintersmoon Pack - Beta
Needless to say, Shade wasn't surprised by the arrival of the foreign betas. After all, he had called for the betas, only he was used to there being only one other beta within earshot of his calls.When the dark-coated male spoke, it took Shade a moment to decide on an answer to his question. While he had summoned them by accident, he did not want to waste an opportunity to get to know the betas of the foreign pack. He looked the male over a time or two, noticing his build was slightly smaller than his own, though an expression in the black wolf's piercing blue eyes told him he made up for in spirit what he lacked in size. Shade had no reason to concern himself over the wolf's size or spirit as it sat, after all, they were refugees. Any attack on the home pack would warrant the slaughter of all the wolves, a war would rise up and there was no way an injured, broken pack stood a chance against the powerful jaws of the Wintersmoon wolves.
He winced slightly, the image of death upon his mind's eye once again in such a short period of time. Shade was not fond of violence or death. This was not to say he would not inflict it for the safety of his pack or protection of his alpha, but he was not fond of it nevertheless. As he shifted his gaze to the tawny female at his side, almost certainly the other beta. She looked to be in good health for what they had just gone through and furthermore, she smelled of an oncoming oestrus. His dominant instincts flickered, taking note of the appealing genes that decorated the she-wolf. A muscular build, sleek, and tall. Her coat was a calming tone and shone with health and prosperity. She would make a fine mate for any wolf. Realizing he had yet to answer the other beta, he cleared his throat, lifting his head as he summoned his standing as he spoke.
"My apologies for brining you here. I must admit it was not intentional, I've yet to get used to the fact that betas apart from Tyra will hear my calls. But your arrival is not wasted, it was only a matter of time before we'd need to meet and frankly I feel there's much work that needs to be done during this... merging of our packs." Nodding his head in a respectful manner, he cast his gaze from dark to pale wolf. "I am Shade Starscream, beta of this pack, and I welcome you to our lands. I will find you lodgings to suit your rank and supply you with extra rations if the alpha sees fit. Are you needing two dens or one? We do not use the gathering dens as a place of rest. The lands we own are riddled with wealth in many ways. The rock formation that bears our packden is a unique one with many other small dens jutting out into the proximity. We each have a place of rest for each family. Are you you mates?"
Looking at the female again, he certainly hoped not.
Sequoia - Stardust Vale Pack - Beta
The black wolf that called them was a sight to behold. Truly in his prime the male was thick, tall, and muscular. Her mind was strange and instead of relating this to characteristics of a potential mate, like most females would, she felt her respect for the alpha Farkas grow as she appreciated his choice in his betas. She had no doubt that the female was just as impressive- that thought certainly triggered an instinctual response. She felt an aggression within her that snarled at the thought of a strong, healthy female of equal rank. Surely she was the better beta, she was intelligent, fit, and healthy. Size was not everything, no, Sequoia had the mind win.
"What is wrong with me today?" she cut her thoughts off, bothered by her rash snideness towards a female she had never even met, let alone had an opinion on.
As the wolf named Shade spoke, she listened with intent, agreeing wholly on his words that the betas of the two packs would have to have met eventually in order to collaborate their efforts and duties to the fused pack. But when the black wolf began to speak of dens and eventually asked if they'd need one or two in accordance with their being mates or not, she felt her face flush warm as emotion and embarrassment pooled. She had never thought of Pan in that light. Nobody had ever assumed they were mates as everyone that surrounded them knew them well enough to know they were not. Her tail swished back and forth in slight anxiety and slight embarrassment.
Then, her brain got to thinking. "These lands may be rich and full of shelters, but there are alot more wolves here now." Looking around she noted the average consistency of dens cutting into the earth and took into account the probably size of the home pack, realizing quite quickly that with the addition of her own pack, there would not likely be enough spare dens for each of the wolves to get their own. As beta, it was her responsibility to work to ensure the happiness, comfort, and wellbeing of the pack, especially the alpha. The last thing she wanted was for Artemis to be crammed in with one of the hunters while she was trying to heal, or for the pups to keep another wolf awake. No, she would share a den with Pan. She knew his well enough and wasn't specifically uncomfortable with him. Then again, she would be in much closer quarters with the male than she was used to... but nevertheless, they would all have to make sacrifices, and one this trivial was hardly something to concern herself over.
"W-we're not mates, no. But my guess is that you won't have enough dens for all of us. Some will have to pair up, and there are wolves in our pack that require more privacy than we do. We'll share a den, if you have one large enough for two to have their own space we'd greatly appreciate it."