Dawnlark Plains I will be there like mercy; I will find you through it all

the woman had called out for sebastian, but unlike alarian's summons, this voice was one he did not know. a little on-edge--the male had come to them from a war--aditya loped over the plains, trying to address the visitor with haste. he caught sight of her soon enough, standing at the border in wait.

his nose twitched as he took in her scent. moonspear. she had come a ways, then. he couldn't recall if sebastian had any ties to the mountain pack. a smile bloomed over his maw as aditya pulled to a halt in front of her, body language confident but comfortable. unless she showed some signs of danger, he would try to make her feel welcome.

"looking for sebastian?" he asked rhetorically, tilting his head. "he'll be here soon enough, i'm sure. who are you?"