Moonspear and born to follow

Moonspear was a busy, thriving pack. Their numbers were many, and soon they would swell. The seeds of new life had been planted, yet to bloom for months to come.

Elentari kept active and busy. Modifying or adding to her ulaq, or going foraging for herbs. Before they knew it, she and Sialuk would need them close at hand.

It was in the middle of stocking a cache, when she heard a call from the borders. She was close and had no reason to ignore it. Still in her original figure, but with an added surge of slight protection, the Archer went towards it. She appeared with a high tail, but a non hostile air. Steele blue eyes warm but expectant on the wolf. "You stand at Moonspear. How may I help you?"