The Sunspire just know you’re not alone

Treason was on the lowest slopes, checking on the borders that had slowly appeared over the last little while.  Even if it was only a temporary pause on a longer journey, she was going to make sure that no intruders came along to mess with them.  So far, nobody had.  A sound, though, drew her attention, quickly building into the howls. Her ears swiveled, listening to the harmonies for a moment or two before she raised her head to join in.  There were all these howls that were happy, hopeful, whatever.  

Then there was Treason.  Hers was more like, 'So yea don't mess wit us or i fite u' in comparison.