wakeup call

Corbie glanced up to see a veritable giant lumbering towards her through the swampy land, every inch as big as Ardyn but pale, pink skinned and red eyed to the Valhallan alpha's black and fiery colors. Corbie watched him with quiet curiosity as he rumbled out to her. "Hello," she said in return. A twitch of her nose brought the Valhallan scent to her, sharper and fresher than the borders. "You are one of Valhalla's wolves - patrolling beyond the borders?" There was no hint of accusation in her tone, or suspicion, just curiosity and interest. She had never been part of a pack before, and she had no metric of what to expect from them, so everything she learned about them was new and intriguing to her.