Bearclaw Valley Girls just wanna have fun

The first call came from a woman, and sounded from the borders. Ameline began to make her way in that direction, which was not a great distance from her den. To her knowledge, Cole had been set on sentry duty, and unsurprisingly his call came next, asking for her. 

Surely, there was business to be done, for him to call. Cole was a capable enough wolf to take a message, or to send a scoundrel packing; but a call meant that something had come to the borders that was above his clearance- a joiner, perhaps. 

When she arrived, Cole held his position like a knight. She regarded the two visitors, after giving her sentry an appreciative smile. I don’t think we’ve met before, She stated, finding the visitors unfamiliar in both appearance and scent. I’m Ameline, Regina of Bearclaw Valley…You’ve met Cole, She said, with a slight gesture of her muzzle. What bringth you here? It seemed like official business, if she was to be honest.