The past two times she happened upon new comers by chance. She would be patrolling the borders, and then she would spot the wolf across the borders, gazing in. But this time, the wolf was calling for her.
Meldresi's head had just popped out of one of the tunnels when the howl rang through the normally silent forest. The sound had startled her at first, but the surprise was pushed away and she headed to the border, eager to meet the wolf who had called. A male, from the deep octave that he howled in.
The dark female observed the brute quietly from the shadows before revealing herself to him. He was dark-pelted, like most of them were, but had the muscles and posture of a warrior-king. Someone who has seen and dealt death. She slipped from the shadows and walked up to him, tail high over her back but face cool and serene. "You called?" She purred.
