A place to be

The light-toned fae stopped as the scent of pack borders reached her sensors. She took in a deep whiff, and glanced at the rolling territory beyond. Had she made it to the right place? The dark toned wolf had told her that the Alpha of this land was kind and fair. That it was a place she might find herself a home.

There was nothing for it then but to take the plunge. She raised her head skyward and let her song drift to the clouds above. Calling out for the leader here. As her howl fell silent, she shifted herself into a sitting position, ensuring she remained on the correct side of the border as she waited to see who would answer her call.


"Words"