Whitebark Stream When the World Is Calling You

the call is foreign until it isn't -- the sharp tug of recognition has her abandon her patrol and turn back the way she'd come. the sound had stemmed from a quite a distance away, and so she arrives a few minutes after Artyom has made his introductions. 

the woman that stands at their borders is familiar. her tail wafts in warm greeting, though her most recent interaction with Evergreen is enough to have her hold back, somewhat. "Ira," she greets, pulling up alongside her mate and pressing briefly her shoulder to his in greeting. "what can we do for you?" small smile graces her muzzle, a quick scan ensures the woman seems in good enough health.