Moonspear Everyone sees what you appear to be

After a tryst here and there, some unfinished businesses, affairs and adventures (for the lack of a better term), the lady, clad in ash and silver, had returned to the wilds again. Though brief her stay may have been here, Norah had decided that throughout winter months, spring, perhaps, she needed some entertainment. Otherwise facing the dark barren times with cold and hunger appeared neither appealing, nor interesting. And if there was one thing she hated most in the world - it was boredom. 

Moonspear had not been her first choice to settle, but the distinct scent of the mountain pack reminded her of a certain dark she-wolf she had met half a year ago. If this was, where she lived (and after sniffing around the borders, Norah was sure she was), then without doubt she would have a good time, even if the rest of the pack would turn out to be hopelessly dull. So, without much hesitation, she called for an audience, then sat down and waited patiently.