This land is ours. Lets make it great

The time Tove had been waiting for quickly arrived and Kotori has established his pack. It is strange, being among others again and the scarred woman tries to keep to herself as much as possible. She knows that her appearance while inevitably lead to questions and the older wolf is not ready to share her story over and over again. Because of this and her general inability to speak without pain, the scarred wolf has thrown herself into patrolling the newly established borders as much as possible.

That is where Kotori’s call finds her, along the furthest border and her ears swivel backward to where the call originated from. There is no hesitation as Tove immediately turns around, legs pulling her into a lope as she crosses the distance. She only slows as she approaches the meeting area, quickly casting her duel-toned gaze around and finding only Kotori is here. Panic swells in her chest as she realizes that she will not be able to hide herself among others.

She has fought predators along Kotori, faced death head on and came out alive, so this should be easy. Forcing herself to swallowing down the nervousness, Tove dips her head in a respectful greeting to her Alpha before moving to take a seat at what she considers to be a good distance. Haunches fold as she scans the area, making sure that there is room in front of her to allow the noble born to sit closer to Kotori while still allowing her to hear and see everything that he will say. Satisfied, she looks around, looking to spy the other wolves as they arrive.


"Tove Baade"