As a newly promoted Chapter, Varda felt the need to do better towards her pack, to contribute more whilst satisfying her desire for an abundance of knowledge. Rising up a rank didn't entitle her to slack with her studies, in fact, with demotions now a possibility, she had to keep herself steered well and truly in the right direction. Though surely as a smarter, more respected wolf within the pack, there had to be new roles expected of her. She had to live up to her proud title, perhaps strive even further if she so yearned to achieve a better position. However, addressing strangers at the border certainly wasn't her duty, which was what she found herself doing after having her interest piqued by a foreign, summoning howl close to her location. An alpha she was not, though hopefully the veracious Authors wouldn't mind her taking their job just for this one occasion. After all, they wanted her to gain as much experience as possible, so carrying out such tasks would probably fit under that category. And if the visitor preferred the actual leaders, then the young female was willing to call for them.
Within moments of her lengthy strides, she arrived at the edge of the pack's territory where an ebony woman awaited an arrival, and so she approached her with an air of confidence and elegance, smoothly halting by her feet. And...was that a beaver? Interesting indeed. "Greetings," she eloquently acknowledged with a polite dip of her crown. "What brings you to our borders?"
