Silver Creek Sprinlking Beginnings

A ruler. The female didn't appear to be too much older than Claire herself. Claire was impressed. All the things one needed to do to rule a pack at a young age. Perhaps these lands had an inherent luck within them allowing any to meet and exceed their ambitions. "That is quite the impressive achievement. From your description, you sound ideally placed. Or is it that all the land in this region is equally vibrant?" As she was speaking a droplet made its way onto her nose and settled in to one of her nostrils. Discomforted Claire quickly huffed to blow the water out her nose. She then ruffled her head a tad to free the other bits of water from her face. "My apologies" she stated as she finished. "My name is Claire"