Northstar Vale A surrender, white flags draped

Celara nodded as Isabella announced her parentage. Vespera... She'd seen her around a few times. A dark furred noble. Was she the one that had spoken out at the meet? That sounded right. She turned back towards the pup when she realized she'd been questioned again.  "It is our sister pack." She spoke, her words again sounding like lies. "The wolves that made this pack came from there." Or so she'd been told, and she had no reason to doubt.  "Most of the land is just grass, but the dens and hunting grounds are beside a river." The grey she-wolf sat down, resting her weary limbs. "Has anything happened here while I was gone?"