Stavanger Bay Back at it again...

Sage glanced at the female ahead of them, instantly she could tell the fae wasn't the leader of the back, which was slightly disappointed, but at least something to work with. She didn't step any closer or farther away, and decided to speak for the two of them. "We were heading towards Arthendal, but were blocked by this border. We're considering a home for the winter. Perhaps this could be the right place? Do you lack members?" 

If a pack was filled to the rim, she wouldn't allow herself to be accepted. Sage needed purpose if she was to work for someone else, something she already despised greatly. To be some leach living off the pack in a parasitic way was somewhat revolting...but then again easier. No. Whether or not she was to gain it, the dark figure would strive for leadership once again. Either that or complete independence.