Neverwinter Forest dusk

She doesn't need to wait for long. A strangely-patterned male emerges from the trees within minutes, younger than herself yet clearly more confident; the leader, surely. She's grateful when he doesn't waste any time with introductions; the more secretive leaders she's met have only ever made her nervous. She dips her head in her own greeting. Neverwinter Forest, She repeats softly, glancing around before her gaze settles on Mal again. It's lovely. My name is Aibreann. It's a pleasure to meet you, Mal. I'm here in search of a home; I seek a pack with specific qualities, and a leader who will support the dream I hope to realize, in return for my skills and loyalty. Please, tell me more about your pack.