Hoshor Plains There is definite evidence that this tribe has somehow come to utilize

Pre-hunt <3

The sheer number of wolves attending the hunt had Anathema skirting along the sidelines, feeling left out but simultaneously overwhelmed. She wanted to speak with some of them, introduce herself — but at the same time she did not. What if they disliked her?

Instead she kept close to the wolves of Brecheliant, drifting between Maia and @Bronte. It was the latter whose side she ultimately settled at, watching the crowd with wide eyes. She brushed her shoulder against the other girl's flank silently, glancing over at her to see what she made of it all.