Blacktail Deer Plateau Ensemble

"Baldr!" 

Thyra overheard what her younger brother had said and while she absolutely agreed with his speculation, she didn't want him to be embarrassing Leifa just because she was being friendly with the newcomers. She whisper-hissed the boy's name, but couldn't help the mischievous smile that caused her eyes to glint. Realizing that she had potentially drawn some attention to herself in the meantime, she planed her ears, and stepped forward with a somewhat sheepish smile and a bob of her head. 

"Ehm, hello," She said, clearing her throat. "And welcome," She said, looking around to those who had come to Epoch with smile that was a bit more brave now. "I am Thyra, and I am the, ehm, 'smith,'" She explained. "I do the work of folk; I work with pelts to make bedding, useful things, and help with making dens. I deliver messenges, as well, to friendly packs." She said, though her true calling was to be a homebody, crafting away quietly.