Hoshor Plains At Your Service

Some time had passed since the Count's first encounter with Howl, his offer almost forgotten between her travels and duties. It was after she had sent the scouts out to the river that Ira caught wind of a howl on the wind. Given that a chunk of their numbers had departed, she would turn on her path around the borders to see who was requesting her presence.

The roan woman trotted forward with her tail raised until she made out the face that greeted her, Howl, it's nice to see you again. Did you come to officially join? She let her tail fall as she neared, stopping just before the borders.