Ankyra Sound One wing will never fly

ahead she could hear the dull murmur of conversation, and as she broke from the overhanging briars she saw not one, but two pack members -- and a strange wolf. her gaze immediately fastened on the stranger, a muted-phase agouti whose drab coloring seemed to match his current demeanor. she hadn't caught the entire of the conversation, but she didn't need to -- she could gauge from her comrades there was some sort of levity to the discussion. as she pulled next to rayen she spoke to the two saltwinter wolves: "what's he doing here?"