King Elk Forest Seeking refuge

Although she was no mercenary, patrolling the borders was kind of a new job Gracious had currently picked up. She had yet to meet the others of the pack and surely wasn’t trying to avoid them purposefully. She just never caught them in the right time. So instead, the burly female kept herself busy with little tasks.

As she patrolled during the cold morning, a howl disrupted her peace, making her lift her gaze and push her ears forward with curiosity. Just who was calling for an audience right now? Whoever it was, Gracious would meet them as soon as she could.

With a long stride trot, the hearty mountain of a woman made her way towards the liner whom she caught in her sight. With a more elevated head position and a waving tail behind her, she parted her lips to speak.

”Greetings, traveler. What brig you here?” She asked in a silvery voice, clear and gentle.