"Well?" A startlingly smooth bark came from the den you stood outside tentatively. "If you need something, come in. Otherwise, stop wasting my time." You cleared your throat, and pushed through the hanging ivy curtains. A blue-grey and white she wolf was sitting straight up in the small cavern, which was lit by several lunar moths in a glass orb. 

 "I- Well, I came to ask if I could join your pack. We have heard of your mission and-"

"We? I will only accept one of you. As you are the one they sent, you will stay. Your new name is Βλάκας, for the foolishness you've shown. Παράδεισος dear, escort him to the Karantina. " A young tan she wolf rose from her place resting on the Queen's chest. 

"But my Family! I have pups, and a mate!"  you howled, clawing at the muzzle of the Queen's (Obviously) girlfriend.

"Well, You'll have those things here as well, Βλάκας. " The marengo lady stared at you coyly, her yellow eyes piercing through your thick coat like a December wind. You were dragged out of the den, the ivy pulling at your fur. Παράδεισος dumped you into a shallow pit, full of moonwort and wishflowers. 

"You will meet your new mate tomorrow, Βλάκας. I believe 

ξυλουργος's

 died recently... Yes, he'll do. You will be awake at dawn when he comes to see you. goodnight."