I found a shooting star in the pocket of my jeans

Having collected a number of his members from outside the pack lands, it was sometimes a little bit surprising to hear a howl from the border. It seemed like the north was a relatively empty and lonely place for the most part. Aside from those wolves who he'd spoken with personally, he somehow doubted that most other packs even knew that Fyri was here. That was likely for the best.

Swiftly he'd make his way to the caller, arriving in as timely a manner as he could manage and approaching the young woman who'd summoned him, his expression friendly and curious. "Greetings! I am Ignatius Agnivo, alpha of this pack. What brings you to my borders?"