On The Far Side [Theory/Abaven]

After the raiders had disbanded a relative peace had come over the lands. She'd kept up with her patrols - in fact, she was patrolling more than she ever had - but she loped easily and without the anxiety that she had once carried. No matter what winter had in store, the raid was over and her packmates were safe. She'd begun to form a tenuous bond with Sirius after encountering him not far from her lands, but Theory was eager to re-establish relationships with other packs. They could all use some support for the coming harsh season. A distantly familiar call reached her ears. The light tones of Valhalla's Spirit jogged her memory from the pack's festival. It had been a while since she'd seen Aurielle. Theory headed towards the sound with an easy-going smile on her face to greet the shimmering white leader at her borders. "Hello, Aurielle! It has been some time. How is Valhalla faring?" They were a stalwart group that seemed to keep to themselves, but she found Aurielle's customs intriguing.