Get to Know the Neighbors

She found herself having less and less time to patrol and not enough manpower to delegate the job to someone else. The act of it used to soothe her, but she felt permanently frazzled now. There was always another thing that needed doing. When she heard the border call, she was nearly at the very edge of the Rapids, about as far away from it as she could be. Cursing herself for... well, nothing in particular. It was out of her control, but it still felt good to cuss. Theory turned from where she had been heading to wash off after dusting out the student's quarters and splashed through the shallows instead on her way to answer the call. The dust on her legs and underbelly washed away, but a skunk's stripe of filth remained along her spine.

Theo pulled up to greet the stranger with a smile, dust and grime and all. One day she'd greet guests with a clean face again, but that would be after these final preparations were complete. So close. It was all tidying now, which meant she was all dirty. "Hello," she called from Abaven's border side. The purple female looked familiar. Her gut did a strange little skip-jump when it finally slid into place: this was the wolf who had battled Sparrow for the right to claim that vacant pack. "I'm Theory, Headmistress of Abaven. The school will be open shortly, by the end of the season, if that's what you've come to inquire about." Best to know her intentions first.