Well that's new

The snows had lessened as the tail end of winter drew close. At the edges of the lands closest to the desert lands, the snow had melted altogether, leaving tentative green shoots in its wake.

Her father hadn’t yet returned, but she weathered the rigors of patrol readily. The snow within the plains still lay thick, especially in the shadows where the sun didn’t reach. It had been a stormy, snowy winter, and she’d rather enjoyed the weather.

When the call from the northern border of the plains reached her ears, she turned quickly, breaking into a crisp trot. The call had been for an alpha, though she detected a note that suggested they expected Regulus. It was to be expected. They hadn’t had many correspondents from the other pack, even Lirim, save for Brandr’s visit from Abaven, and then his later call at the border.

As she arrived, she slowed, studying the nervous dove grey and white male keenly. His scent was that of Lirim – her father had ensured that she stop to get a sniff of the border in her explorations when he’d booted her out to see the world a bit – and it held that certain something that said he was an alpha.

She gave the older male an easy smile, if a toothy one with those long upper canines of hers, bannerlike tail waving in a generally friendly manner.

“Good day. I’m Aurielle, current Archangel of Celestial. My father’s out at the moment. You’re from Lirim, yes?” Her lilting words were laden with an easy confidence that belied her young age. Confidence, but not arrogance.

Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Hear" ---- Think