Stone Circle Honey, I'm home

Ira listened to the male's words carefully, only to have her attention pulled by her father's departure. A frown found its way across her muzzle as his tail brushed against hers, but she pushed him out of her head. Rueger. I see, it's a pleasure to meet you then. I go by the name Ira. The grey-scaled wolf quickly looked over Rueger trying to determine what kind of land he and his pack had come from before. What caused your pack to move here? Were you affected by the fire too?

While she was aware of allied packs, she still has yet to find where exactly they all reside or the way the other packs were run. Easthollow was more of a family unit, not exactly unusual, but it also lacked some structure in an authority standpoint. Perhaps the neighboring packs ran the same way? Surely the female had questions, but they could wait. There was no reason to overwhelm Rueger with questions.