Repeat Until Death

Theory was finally sleeping well for the first time in recent memory. No longer did she lie anxiously awake between fitful dreams of failing as a leader. Abaven was healthy and thriving, last year's puppies were blooming into a crop of charming young adults, and Thalia was hers. Not a single thing kept her from slipping into a blissful sleep. When she heard the late night call, she roused slowly. It barely registered that a stranger was at the borders until she was halfway there. A stranger... not much good news came from strangers at night, but perhaps someone was simply seeking shelter. Abaven was known for accepting most wolves and was often a waypoint for weary travelers. Trying to put a spring in her tired step, Theory arrived looking only slightly disheveled and was pleased to see Corvus had beat her here. "Hello - and I'm Theory, alpha of Abaven. How can I help you?" She didn't want to jump to conclusions, but the other female was old - younger than Rhythm, but certainly not in her prime, and looked a little bit worn down. Journeying should be a thing of the past at this stranger's age and so her curiosity (and worry) was immediately piqued.