Wheeling Gull Isle You asking me to stay

Phex watched as a form turned and met her position. The girl watched as the large ears took shape, the other seemed just as short as her, earing her a welcoming grin. Phex couldn't help but admire the beauty of the dark woman, the way she moved, the way she held herself.
Phex took the inclined muzzle as a notion to state her purpose.

"Hey! I'm Phex and I come from Shadewood Keep to the west. I'm the Ambassador and I thought it useful to meet every pack here." Cue the charming, charismatic smile that would later melt hearts -- if it didn't do so already --  "I was hoping to make connections with the coastal packs first, if only to make a start in a territory I love,"  well rehearsed and polished by now, she'd stated her name, place and her intentions. She paused, allowing the other to process and speak, and answered any immediate questions before asking her own, providing they weren't already answered.