New Glaciem Meeting!

Once again, Irin found herself in the north. It was not much different in the spring as it had been in the winter. There was still ice and snow covering the ground, though possibly there was a little less snow and ice than there had been before. Still, it wasn't enough that it made a large difference. And yet, Irin found herself thinking that maybe she could be happy here. Maybe she could find a home in these frozen lands. Amenti would have been an option, the pack from which her friend Domovei hailed, but it had been recently taken over by another wolf. And there was another pack in the North, wasn't there?

That was what had drawn her towards these lands. That was why she had been haunting these borders, like the ghosts that was she was occasionally scared of, when the howl rang out. It was a summoning call, and she had just been thinking about a home. Was that fate or was that fate? Maybe Irin was reading too much into things, but the howl was enough to get Irin to lift her paws and carry her across the borders, moving smoothly across the snow covered ground.

She could get used to living in a place like this, right? The thought was comforting to Irin as she approached the gathering of wolves. A white wolf, colored even more lightly than herself, and then several other wolves had gathered around him. She made her approach gingerly, sidling up to the group with wide blue eyes. This would surely be a wondrous place, right? A place where she would belong. "My name is Irin," The female spoke quietly as she examined the other wolves, ears swivelling wildly as she tried to pick up on everything that was going on.