Moonspear gone in the blink of an eye

Accompanied by Journey! Back-dated a week or so.

Their band was not far behind them, now, but the cat-and-wolf pair still traveled ahead. Carrying with them a wreath of strange scents, but much less of a visible threat on their own.

Even so — most wolves were not pleased to find a mountain lion on their doorstep. Journey stood as tall as she could beside her to act as an emissary between the two species. Most were not pleased — but many had been awed and excited when they realized such friendly curiosities could be found at their summer Faire.

Journey tipped back her head to howl for an audience; Balarina stood beside her, placid and polite.

Alaric arrived to a howl to meet he most bizarre duo he had ever met. But he didn't say anything at first. For starters that mountain cat could rip him apart. Secondly she stood so quietly, sweetly. He had seen strange duos in the world in his travels. And truly he was so curious.

He moved into eye sight and held himself with the rigidity of leadership. And then spoke. What brings you to Moonspear? 

he made sure when speaking to look both at the wolf and the wild cat. After all it was only mannerly and if she was here with a wolf. Theyw ere some sort of something and as such both deserved at least general kindness.