Noctisardor Bypass the night is long

She might have passed the call to Kaertok if she hadn't been close already. She was pretty sure she'd chosen her densite but had wanted to check another spot or two just in case. Besides, of all the borders, the ones on the northern half were less likely to have dangerous sorts lurking about. Ursus wolves would have to go extra distance. Would they even be smart enough to do that? She wasn't sure. Whatever. Kaertok might show up anyway.

Whatever. It was a distraction from going back to building her current den, which was welcome. Arbiter was not fond of digging beyond what was required to stash a kill for a later date. More than that? Not appreciative at all. But that didn't mean she came to the borders without caution. The white figure at a distance made her wonder if they could be some relative of Kaertok's. Nobody else in sight, no other scent in the wind. And even if Arbiter was less than a week from being due, she was still the top of the hierarchy here and would do her job. Needless to say, her approach was not particularly rushed.

Arbiter stopped at a safe-but-comfortable distance, looking him over with her usual unapologetically shrewd gaze. This is Legion. I am Arbiter. What brings you here? Small talk wasn't her thing, but doubly so when staying standing in one place would become uncomfortable sooner than later. The borders were all about business.