Moonspear Elemental

Wicca watched as a boyish-looking young man came to her call.
He did not seem the leadership type, so she assumed he was likely a placeholder for someone else of rank.
But she was not unkind. 

"Hello." She greeted, a polite dip of her muzzle and a sway of her plush tail, "I am Wicca. I seek an audience with your leader, if they are around?" She offered, giving a light sideways tilt of her head that might've helped show her interest. 
Seeking the presence of Moonspear's leadership aside, perhaps the man in front of her could also help give some sort of insight? 
She would see, in the coming moments.