Golden Glade The edge of the land

unlike the other woman that she'd met at the borders, this one's call was strong and certain. jhala let out a sigh of relief when she heard it, glad that more wolves were here to join them, and began to move towards it. when she arrived at the borders, there was a pale wolf on the more petite side, but she looked well-groomed and certain. jhala expected some submission from her right away, and it was clear in the alphess' broad stance and arced tail.

"speak," she commanded, amber gaze scanning the other for signs of hostility or illness. if she wanted something, she'd get on with it.