Hideaway Strath A Newcomer

 

Hemlock did not need to wait very long for the introduction to be made and the natural order of things revealed. Most wolves did not stumble upon their borders and request an audience without it being for the purpose of joining; most emissaries announced their allegiance and it was prevalent enough on their coats. "We are more than mere pack mates, here, we are Family. Everything that we do is a reflection of that, both good and bad." Hemlock offered smoothly. She would not stand to see Teaghlaigh tarnished again as it had been. 

"We are known as Teaghlaigh and this Strath and its nearby morass and ravine serve as our hunting grounds. I am Hemlock, it's primary healer - do you also have skills to claim, Syrrith?"  Hemlock asked curiously, though she could only hope for someone who could serve the pack better than the stragglers who had come and gone at random. Bitterness still filled her considering those who had come and gone - but with any luck, they would find those truly meant to be among them.