A familiar face

Being an alpha, being neutral in a world that demanded all take sides and having had directly opposed the will of several packs by besting the wolf they had supported in the challenge, was not going to be easy. She could have waited and allowed it to fade into the past in the hopes that no one would be inclined to hold a grudge. It would be, probably, the better option. But Corbie was a straight forward sort of person, and to her it simply made more sense to confront her problems head on and lance the venom before it poisoned her pack's dealings going forward.

She needed to visit packs to introduce Avalon; she would visit Kotori's supporters first.

Presumably the closest of these would be the pack he hailed from, the Fatalis pack Armada. All three of her personal companions accompanied her on this journey though she'd normally have left Tam to care for the sheep - having experienced pack members was certainly already making it all worth it - because while she was fairly optimistic that the other alphas wouldn't risk outright attacking an alpha she wasn't going to take foolish chances by going alone. Now she stood upon the border, flanked by the two very different dogs and with the kinkajou drapped over her shoulders, and raised her muzzle to call politely for the pack's alpha.