Moonspear Elemental

-squeaks out a reply to keep her active- ;w;'

Wicca watched as a snowy woman descended the mountain slopes to stand somewhere beside the boyish man, silent and questioning.

The man was quick to give introductions, to which Wicca dipped her head respectfully and spoke.
"Your comrade speaks truth." She began, voice smooth and genuine, "I am Wicca, I know of herbs and poisons, how to use them- alongside some spirituality." She offered, essentially repeating what Alaric had said, albeit in different wording. 
"I seek to be part of a place that has use for my skills. Is your Moonspear in need of them?" Her tone only changed to allow clear deference to the Alpha, her authority.