Blackfeather Woods Where you hang your enemy's head [QUEST]

Sorry for the wait!

Emma heard the call and was quick to respond. She began at a slow walk, but quickly sped up to a trot. As she went, she wondered what exactly she was being called for, then dismissed the thought. Whatever it was, she was needed - or at least wanted. Once she arrived to the source of the call, she slowed and examined the wolf who stood before her. He seemed to be around the same age as she, though to her brown he was a cool black. Unsure of his rank, she greeted him as her superior, tail lowered, head level. My presence was called? she spoke, keeping her voice steady though not challenging, and awaited his response.