Broken Boulder The great sleep has taken her

A howl came, summoning--wait, who? No, it wasn't a name she was familiar with; there must be a mistake. Sighing, Lily pulled herself up and made her way to the border, stretching as she went. When she got there, the wolf that didn't really look like a wolf was already there--Ulf, she thought he was called--as well as a stranger with a pair of extraordinarily vivid eyes.

She drew alongside Ulf, giving him a friendly dip of her head before turning her attention back to the woman at their border. She wasn't sure why, but the stranger seemed aggravated. It made her nervous, and she kept her guard up, hoping someone else--someone she knew better--would appear.

"Welcome to Bracken Sanctuary," Lily said, trying to keep the confusion in her tone to a minimum. "Sorry, I'm not familiar with the wolf you've called for. Are you looking for someone?"