Qeya River Chinchilla

The call does not surprise Thuringwethil when she hears it and can only imagine it to be Reek. She barely remembers his regular speaking voice and the howl isn't one she can pinpoint but by process of elimination, the Phoenix leader being the owner makes the most sense. It's faint, distant, and a smile forms on her features. He doesn't want to cross the river to come to her territory, out of respect or fear she can't be sure, but either one of the motives is enough for her. She sends her own howl, quiet at first for her own wolves on where she is going and to be prepared, and a second, louder, for Reek by the river.

Thuringwethil does not rush, making her way down the decline of the mountain, and following the rocky terrain until it meets the river that bends further west into a lake she can't see. Reek stands out against the remaining melting snow of the season. Her posture remains dominant as she crosses the distance, treating it as if he were at her doorstep instead of a neutral territory. He is here with purpose and she won't treat it differently. The young leader remains silent once she comes to a point in the bank where the river narrows so their voices are not drowned out by the rushing rapids. Without speaking first, she gives the floor to Reek to state his business.