Northstar Vale NSV CLAIM: we owe this to ourselves!

She feared not that her presence would be ill received by him, nor did she feel uncomfortable settling closing to his side. What set the prickly edge along her spine was the silence following her announcement, however soft… however bravely uttered it went without a reply. And by the resting of her chords, the stillness prevailed. Though, did not wear her uncertainty nor her growing fear that perhaps she was unwelcomed. Instead she adorned the mask of calm as without word she was comforted by the presence of her shadow, the warmth of his flank becoming an anchor to hold her fast. An assuring gesture that all would be well regardless of the pack at large. She waited with him in silence, looking to the faces of the Vale as they were retold to the smaller female. This being that looked far from wolf but was indeed of their blood. She could smell this. And when at last the elder male raised his muzzle in claim, his Beta followed suit and in turn his ward. Her voice so unused was grated and strained- more the bray of a wounded beast than a howl. Yet even in this she endured so that her message would rise along with the chorus of the Vale wolves. This was claimed land now, and she would see to its protection.