Morning Glory [Valhallan Harvest Festival, Opening of Day Two]

With the changing of hands over at Abaven due to happen soon, Theory was trying her best to learn as much as she could about other packs. What better way to start then by attending a festival hosted by an allied pack? She hadn't heard much about Valhalla or their customs, and she figured the best way to become acquainted was to attend in person.

She answered Aurielle's call on the second day, a bit embarrassed to be arriving late. There was still much to learn, and she tried to spend all her spare time with Shaye or other members of Abaven. It had been difficult to extricate herself, but interpack relations were equally important. Right? Theo was just beginning to form her own ideas about leadership. Upon arrival, she spotted Valhalla's leader easily: she was a stunning, pearly female the likes of which Theory had never seen. She gulped a little awkwardly before greeting her. "Hello, I am Theory Cavaliere-Destruction, heir of Abaven." Mercifully, she didn't trip over her words. What did she do with all of that hair? Did it freeze in the winter if it got wet? The cool air was a chilly reminder that snow was just around the corner.