Gotta Start Somewhere!

Breathe in. Breathe out. Aserlín willed her nerves to calm as she waited for someone to answer her call. Truth be told it was an exercise in not getting her hopes to high. Wouldn't it be lovely if the wolves here could answer all her questions? It was extremely unlikely. All she was really hoping for was some sort of hint, however small.

All too soon an earthen male would appear. Introducing himself as Frith and while she did not know what an author was she assumed he must be some sort of high-ranking wolf. She sensed some urgency about him and wondered if she'd come at a bad time. That would be just her luck. Dipping her head in greeting she spoke, "It's nice to meet you Frith I am Aserlín Thyre. I'm seeking information and I… well I just need to start asking and the loners have yet to be particularly helpful. I'm seeking information about my son Káti, he'd be a yearling now, his markings similar to mine though his pelt more of a sandy color, turquoise eyes. I'm also searching for news of my sisters Dægmar a darker wolf with white markings and emerald eyes and Aerndís a wolf of a dune pelt like mine but more… splotchy, lavender eyes." She was aware she was rambling and quickly paused. Breathe In. Breathe Out. "I can be more descriptive if you need…..oh, and I understand not wanting to give information for nothing. I am open to a trade or working for the assistance if you deem it necessary. I'm sure we can come to terms."

"Speech"