Redhawk Caldera bràithrean fola

It was an older man who answered her call, offering a neutral body language and a friendly smile on his features. Excellent. She offered a kind smile and a dip of her head in return, the hint of mischief in her eyes fleeting the moment he came into view. “It is a pleasure to meet you Eljay. My name is Medb.” The Celtic name rolled off her tongue sweetly in turn. It had been so long since she had seen another wolf… and to come across a pack in the process? She felt her luck changing, if only for the moment.
 
“I called for the leaders of this pack because I have been travelling for so long. My home pack fell to chaos, and I’ve been searching for a new place to rest my weary paws and call home.” Rather than taking the more seductive approach, because she did not have a thing for older men even in ruse, she went with the world-weary traveler approach. It usually worked, and it came across better when she did not yet know the political landscape of a pack or if the wolf in front of her was taken to begin with.