It seemed that Shadow's thoughts of joining the pack were answered in the form of a younger, smaller male wolf that sat down not too far away from her. He seemed curious if anything and Shadow was curious as well. It was obvious this wolf was a part of the pack whose borders she was right outside of. Shadow made the decision to speak first, turning to face the male. Her voice was respectful, yet emotionless. "Hello. I am Shadow Bjornsson, proudly known of Old Norse descent. I am interested in joining your pack. I don't know if you're the ruler of this pack or not, but I hope this kill will show good faith in my abilities as a hunter. May I ask who you are?" Shadow had always been known as a mysterious wolf, but there were two things that weren't a mystery. Her loyalty and hardworking nature. She tended to be void of emotion, but it wasn't impossible to get to know her. One simply needed to spend time with her to know her. Now though, Shadow's focus was on the pack wolf who had yet to speak his name to her. Her dark gold eyes rested on him, and just like the rest of her, her eyes were void of emotion.