Oi! We gettin' hype to this!

A new pack was rising, and it was about time Pandora returned to the life of a pack. The wilds were all good and well, and the traveling priestess had found and seen many things, but as she was getting older and on in years, it was best that she settled down now. She didn't know who the new leader of this pack was, nor did she really care. As long as it wasn't a klein, at least. They had failed the family name over and over, and she was disgusted to find that Ashen still remained, albeit quiet and kept to themselves. Perhaps whoever was left in charge there had brought the name to shambles. Shame. The Klein name meant little these days, and she decided she'd rather not associate with anyone that claimed to be a Klein if they weren't up to par with her father's ideals and the way she had grown up. Call her old-fashioned or whatever, but she clung stubbornly to the old ways.

She approached the small group, bi-colored eyes taking in the few forms that were here before she looked to the one she assumed had made the call. "Hope I'm not too late. Pandora, a priestess looking to settle."