Broken Antler Fen murder now the path of "must we"

Those olive eyes were the first thing Lilitu noticed—well, that and the beautiful pale wolf that they were attached to. She reminded the girl of her mother, somewhat, and she was drawn instantly to the woman with a smile. She hadn't been far from the borders when the summons rang out, and though she knew it called for leadership and not some kid, she came anyway.

Hi! she chirped, reclining onto her haunches. The stranger looked quite tired, and Lilitu employed a kindly expression as she surveyed her, head cocked slightly. Are you looking for anyone here?

That was pretty much all she had. Lilitu hadn't sat in on enough entrance exams to know what exactly to say to someone at their doorstep, whether joining or otherwise. She supposed she might be forgiven on account of her age.