Blacktail Deer Plateau A witch of a witch of course

Blue eyes slid open at the feel of someone else, not of the spiritual coil nearby. She tilted her head, and blinked. Slowly growing accustomed to the brighter light. She dipped her head to him. 

I just realized I don't even know your name? I am Ash Paw.

She looked around her. The small grave yard and sacred place. It was beginning to show wear from many paws. It was beginning to look like a home around here. She liked that. It felt peaceful.

She stood and stretched, small limbs popping and pushing into place, tongue lolling. I was making the altar of Atka and Sos. This is where our religions will converge. There will be other altars here as other religions make themselves known. We hope to have a place for all to come together to have a safe place to worship what they wish.

She tilted her head and looked to him, blue eyes meeting golden. They reminded her of a falcon's eyes.

What do you wish to pursue in the pack? For instance. Ingram/Dreadfather is a seer, and a warrior. I am a healer, and a spiritualist perhaps. What trades would you like?