destruction is his game | open, joining

[div style="margin: 0 auto; width: 60%; font-family: georgia; font-size: 13pt; text-align: justify;"]The wolf waited and watched silently as the two approached him. Not a large group, but at least it was someone. It was better than being mauled on the spot with questions and prodding paws, a technique his family used to scare intruders away. He blinked, pale purple eyes shifting to Lunafreya, the first to arrive. 'Ah... Yes." You could sense the awkwardness in his voice. Mavrin was not use to interacting with those he had not known since birth. He grew up in a tight-knit cult, after all. Outside contact with anything was scarce and always monitored.

Mavrin was suppose to be the 'Seeker' of his family cult, a rank of rather importance to them. They were suppose to see the future, could predict prophecies, and knew dark magic. In honest truth, Mavrin could not do any of that. Once his family found out this, they were more than happy to let him walk away. A failure, but he knew it broke their hearts to see them go.  "My name is Mavrin - Here to join." He hoped this place was not insane like his family cult, but they had not given him reason to believe so yet.  Looking to Suiteheart, he shifted his weight. "Nice to meet you."