// @Elke , @Talitha Well after a long paused debate he had made his mind, he would join Elke on her pride, a pride she had stalked about as a heaven. A jungle, all the opposite to the desertic lands he came from. The air's humidity was new, unfamiliar to the Starke man. But whenever the pretty ladies were he shall follow. He came without rush, taking his time to have a final thinking about the choice he was about to do, but as he approached where he was more certain to find her he adopted a confident posture. He stood on the borders as a call for perhaps her or anyone in charge to announce his wish to join.

tufted ears perk at the sound, the call coming from the borders. such a thing was certainly typical by now, almost expected. the only thing different about this one was that the call was not only for her, but also for elke. oh? perhaps it was a friend of the noble, coming for a visit! the man upon their doorstep wore a pretty pelt of a peach, and though his young form was still obviously filling out, @Jurgen was massive. taller even than mordecai, perhaps as large as the man she'd battled for this very rainforest. of course, this does not phase the woman in the slightest. instead, she approaches with a happy smile and a little chirrup brewing in her throat. hello there, friend! she calls to him once she's close enough, for a friend of elke's was a friend of hers as well. i am talitha, leader of this rainforest. is there something i can help you with?

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Luckily his call was quickly answered but by someone who wasnt Elke. But a woman, a very pretty one he had to admit. Did he found a gold mine? Elke was on his eyes a beauty and he wondered if this pride would hold more ladies he could enjoy his presence with. "Greetings, It's a pleasure to meet you. I am Jurgen Starke, and I had come upon Elke's invitation. I was hopping to take on her generous offer if you will have me of course." He said politely as he wouldnt take his eyes away from her shape. "Sh talked very good of your home, so I had to come and see it for myself. I am a very skilled hunter and survivor. I can do whatever you want me to." He might be exaggerating but he didn't care. @Talitha

the man is @Jurgen starke and she smiles brightly to hear it. his warm pelt and chin stripe, too, spark some recognition in her -- she remembers the last visitor they'd had, who'd worn a similar shade and marking. interesting. relations, maybe? it was hard to know, and she certainly did not want to give him false hope. after all, he'd come calling for her -- not his family. and firnen could be the only family he needed. she listens intently as he speaks, a soft-touched look spreading across dainty features as he speaks of the noble. she was very kind to speak so highly of us, talitha says, a little purr of pleasure in her voice. elke has been quite the guiding light -- she is glad that their paths had crossed here, and perhaps she ought to express that more directly. as for jurgen, though, she is glad too that he'd decided to come here of all the other prides. we would love to have you, jurgen -- our home is your home. she smiles easily, accepting the starke man with a similar attitude. he was a hunter, and a survivor, and both of those things would be useful to their cause -- even a haven needed teeth. we have many ranks open, if you would like to take one, she murmurs, watching him intently to see his reaction -- if any. otherwise, all we ask of any our members is to contribute where you can. we would never ask more of you than you're able to offer, she says, a delicate sound to her voice -- a soothing drawl, from the mouth of a woman who is used to saying this. and in return, we offer you shelter and love. a family.

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"Yea, she had sold me the place pretty well. You are lucky to have such a great advertiser of your home." But there were his doubts. Was he doing it well? Would the male in charge drive him away? He grew up under a very traditional pride, where men were driven at the year of age. Would he need to fight any man to win his place here? If Elke was being truthful he was sure he wouldnt need that. "I am grateful with the hospitality. I will pull my weight greatly, you can count in my muscle and skills at your service." The idea of a good rank seemed too good to ignore. "What ranks would you have available?" Would he need to fight for it? He didnt mind. He was raised to conquer others to gain what he desired. @Talitha

despite his youth, the peach-colored male seemed pleasant. certainly better behaved than other yearling she’s met. it’s a refreshing change of pace and she tucks his compliment in her back pocket, keen to pass it onto elke the next time she bumps into the noble-ranked woman. she smiles as @Jurgen continues, delighted at his eagerness to prove himself. that was another curse of his youth but together, they could direct that eagerness towards something productive. both for firnen — and for himself. we have noble and gentry open, should you want it, she says with a mild smile — curious to see his reaction. if you are interested in either, you may have it. she says with a small nod. arishem was still healing and talitha did not want to burden him further with the responsibility of the pride — these ranks, though, seemed a good test for jurgen’s mettle. elke had done well, going above and beyond any expectations set upon her shoulders, and somehow talitha expects that the yearling, too, will follow suit. she’s always been eager to think the best of people, even strangers who tower over her.

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Two high ranks were offered and that he needed to admit was soo attractive to say the least. Noble seemed higher than gentry but...He didnt want to go too fast, he wanted to learn more about the pride, and noble seemed too high for a newcomer on his own opinion. "I will take Gentry then." A good starting rank he had to guess. And if he felt ready he could aim for the other. But for now Gentry would do.

"I will fight for you and this pride. Elke is a nice woman, I hope to see her again soon. But until then I could take a tour hm?" What kind of Gentry wouldnt know his pride? Bowing his head as a formal goodbye he stepped into his new home. Happy in a way to secure a home. Now to secure something else...

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she offers, and he is happy to take. talitha smiles to hear it — there were no strings attached here, only a hope for the future. welcome to firnen, gentry @Jurgen. it has a nice ring to it, doesn’t it? she certainly thinks so — her smile bright, evident of it. she has no doubt that he will fit right in, here. she has no doubt that he be a valued member of their family, sooner rather than later. if you need anything, please let us know. she says, before he gets too far away. wandering around on his own was fine to learn the pride — she knew this from experience, as she herself was still learning the ins and outs that firnen had to offer. she would not keep him from it and she lets out a small hum, watching him leave with a keen smile still. exit

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