Dragoncrest Cliffs Hello Neighbor

Chacal too moved to answer the summon, though she felt inconvenienced for being asked for an audience this far from the borders. She left her youngest in the care of her older children, and made her way toward the borders and then past them, toward where Mireille trod toward the newcomers.

Quietly, Chacal moved to her sister’s side, noting the wolves that had come to them, her gaze lingering upon the items they had brought with them. They likely lived inland, she thought, to bring with them the pelts belonging to a caribou and a deer.

Mireille introduced herself and as she did, Chacal flicked her tongue over her nose so she could enhance her sense of smell. The pelts had the effect of masking their scents slightly, though there was a hint of something familiar as well. 

She eyed them silently, skeptical. Mireille seemed in a fine mood- but Chacal was not quite so sunny in disposition.