Got Room For One More?

Summer gave way to fall, as it always did. Theory was excited for the coming changes - the leaves, Abaven shifting territories, and whatever else Boreas had in store for her. She was leisurely patrolling when a new voice caught her attention. A newcomer? She called back a short response and then diverted her course towards the direction of the summons. When she arrived there was a dark, older female waiting at the border with a tightly packed travois. A trader? Theory slowed her approach and stopped a few yards away, offering the stranger a welcoming smile. "Hello, welcome to Abaven. I'm Theory, alpha here. How could I assist you?" Although she was warm and friendly, she still erred on the side of caution by sticking to the edges of the small grass clearing. Loners could be unpredictable but this one seemed harmless enough, especially if she came bearing items.