Firefly Glen The Masquerade

Hope it's alright for me to toss him in here :) I'll try to be quick with my responses.

While the summon didn't mention a name it did submit a request for an audience- and Bronco knew full well that with the establishment of their new pack would come a fair amount of new visitors. Regardless of whather he had any authority at the borders or not, if he was in the area he always found it best to hasten his pace and greet their visitors, just so that they weren't kept waiting and left unsupervised. 

The woman who had called out was as beautiful as the voice with which she'd sung, with her pelt the colour of a fawn in springtime, though her chest bore a splash of cloud white, like a shield. There was curiosity in her azure gaze, which was met with a calm one of his own. He glanced down to the sizeable feathered creature at her feet and he chuffed with surprise. "That's quite the catch," He said, admiring the tenacity she must've had to go for a swan. Like geese, they could be incredibly vicious when attacked. "You've reached the borders of Firefly Glen, I'm Bronco, a guardian here. I believe you called, yes?" He asked, opening the floor for her to explain her summons.