Luro | M | 5 years | Canaan Dog/Belgian Malinois | Mentions: Nitz, Ferrin, Samantha, Ket Luro gazed with little blinking at Ket his demeanor calm and unruffled unlike their valiant leader who appeared to want to rip someone apart. He wasn't sure if Ket was giving a friendly warning to not be stupid, or if he should feel harried from all corners. If someone was going to force an apology out of him, he supposed that calling her by a nickname was uncalled for. He could easily see how that would be offensive, since they were far from on familiar terms, from a fellow subordinate, and he realized that it was wrong to be unnecessarily provoking, since it seemed to have caused them to turn on each other. However, there were some things he thought needed to be addressed. For now though, he remained quiet respectfully trying to learn from Ket's experience as it was related to him. "Is keeping this clearing safe and inhabited really that important? I would assume we can move around if needed. It seems that this clearing's usefulness is more of a meeting place to sleep or if we get separated rather than a place that some of us have to stay in fulltime." Again they would have to wait for their leader to clarify what she wanted to happen. He stared at Nitz, trying to process what she had just said to everyone. He hadn't noticed her up and about, and she came in so suddenly with such energy it was hard to predict what to expect from her. She was quite short and low to the ground to be filled with that kind of attitude. Instead of taking the route of insulting her height, he decided to be more relevant. "You have a lot of nerve coming out here like that, when you were the one who slept in. Doesn't really show that you want to be quick and effecient." He had to nod his head admiringly for her to stand up for the omega. It was a good point, and they shouldn't forget it. It also seemed wrong to treat the little dog like he had nothing important to contribute. While he might be with them for his survival, he would at the very least want to prove his usefulness, so they wouldn't get rid of him if times got tough. He didn't agree or disagree with the things that Nitz brought up. "Not being able to agree on what to do is all apart of having to listen to your leader for any independent thought that you have." He shook his head at her audacity to wish them all a good morning after she ripped through them all with all of her solemn rules. He kept his voice level, as he addressed Nitz, "I'll go with you to get a drink. It'll probably be good if Ferrin accompanies us." Now that he had someone who had agreed to go, he didn't have to wait for permission. Although he could tell she wasn't trying to agree with him, for the most part she had. "I think next time we should all stick together and go hunting. It's really pointless for us to be here." He didn't think about it, but the dog pack probably had a camp, because they were domesticated breeds. There was something in them that made them want to come back to a home base, while wolves would move around their territory and sleep wherever the night found them. Luro was tempted to bare his teeth back at Samantha, but he felt like not reacting would give him the higher moral ground. If their leaders didn't have self control was she really in a position that she could handle? Besides not wanting to cause things to escalate, he preferred to stare at her unflustered. Good leaders wouldn't waste time on excuses. Their alpha and Luna had also been working overtime. Luna was holding two positions, and she wasn't snoozing. While making eye contact, which felt rather challenging, he said in a neutral tone, "I am new here, and I don't let dogs lead me unless they have proven that they are worthy of that kind of respect. Only Ajax has really done that for me, and I'm still not sure about him. While I will obey you, you should be careful how you speak to your subordinates. It is how you treat those under you that really demonstrates what kind of dog you are." Her insecurity was pitiable, and he hoped she would get a grip on herself. From the way she was acting, he doubted he would get anything from her for a while. In his continued calm voice, he explained what he was planning. "You might have missed it but Ajax told us not to go alone. You'll have to choose at least one dog to accompany you on your rounds even if you are the mighty protector. You can't protect us from falling trees and earthquakes, so I'm not sure why you're so worked up. It's obvious you are tired. You'll have to learn how to share the load instead of assuming we're going to sit around in camp and do nothing. If you actually told dogs what to do, and gave them useful jobs to do perhaps you wouldn't have slept in so late." It seemed that his options were to go on a patrol with the lead protector who possibly hated him or Nitz who would use her verbal skills to make him miserable. He smirked when she chose Ket the first time he let a different expression melt through. "Ready to go Ferrin and Nitz?" He was quite thirsty, and they would be nicely refreshed while Samantha forced Ket to march in pointless circles. "Ferrin, what are your normal duties?" he wanted more information and background on how a pack worked. To Nitz he stared at her a moment trying to come up with a question that was slightly interesting. "Have you ever been in another pack before?" He dreaded letting her control the conversation as he expected that she would criticize him for everything he had done. The fact remained that leaders in this pack seemed extremely rare. Would Nitz decide to leave them and go with Ket and Sam? In reality, he doubted that Ferrin would normally be counted as another dog, so he had to stay with two other normal ranked dogs. "This pack seems rather complicated. I don't think we have enough dogs where we need a lead protector and a lead hunter. I really think we just need an alpha and a beta, and possibly their mates can be leaders, if they ever get one." He wasn't sure why he was stating a few of his ideas and observations outloud. Samantha hadn't learned how to lead without sounding bossy. It was grating on his nerves, if he continued to think about their conversation. He was sure he had alienated everyone who had stayed home. (Wrote this while I was REALLY sleepy, so who knows if it makes sense.) |