Northstar Vale Koilás

She trailed the waters edge, following the sound of her leader’s summon. Finch had arrived moments before, and she sidled closer to the two, silver fur glinting in the cool autumnal sunshine. “Morning,” she offered both, an incline of her muzzle offered, though her form holding more deference to the Arche.

She had found herself restless the night before but she was eager to begin her day—and hopefully, learn more of her pack and offer some of her own insight.