to rest my weary head

The deep howl that summoned her to the border did not belong to anyone she knew, and that left Corbie both curious and optimistic as she made her way to the border. Maybe word of Avalon was spreading and attracting either would-be members or curious alphas to come to her, rather than wait for her to go to them. She had many to visit yet, including revisiting Valhalla for the first time as an alpha in her own right, so she would be heading back out again after resting and restocking. For now, though, she had duties to the pack.

A swift glance over the wolf waiting for her - and the big cat waiting beside him, which made her wary as she had very few encounters with other predators that she could say ended well - kept that earlier optimism alive as he had a pack with him that could very well be indicative of him wishing to move there. "Hello," she said to him, reminding herself not to jump to conclusions. "I am Corbie, the alpha of Avalon. What can I do for you?"