Break Free! [Ivory Ridge Meeting]

Morning quivered on the horizon as Karabela descended from her lofty perch upon Fenrir's Maw.  She was bruised, her left foreleg bleeding below the elbow but she felt no pain, only the bubbling rush of excitement as she picked a ledge from which to announce her newfound pack, Ivory Ridge.  Scouting out an area to have a meeting was a daunting task in the craggy mountain but she soon found a decent area in front of a cave opening from which she could call a meeting.  Getting to the gathering spot, well, that was a little test in its own right but she was certain there were others like her that wanted the challenge of living in a land such as this.  Wolves that feared the growing stagnation of an overly comfortable life.

Grinning the newly christened queen tipped her head to the skies and howled.  The message was both a claim on the land and a call for wolves who might be interested in joining her on this new adventure.  The sun was stirring behind the eastern mountains and would soon peek over the ridges, breathing life into a land as beautiful as it was dangerous and a femme that was equally so.

"Speech"