Don't be caught offguard [Valta Meeting]

Satira had been out on a patrol with Cináed helping him get familiar with the lands of his new home. She didn't think he needed a guide or babysitter, she just liked hanging out with him whenever they were both on patrol. Plus she had also vouched hardcore for him to her uncle, so she had to make sure he was making a good impression, or it was her ass on the line for the both of them. Halfway around their route, the call from Kotori for the pack to convene at their meeting point went out, making Tira's little folded ears bounce up alert. "Woo, first pack meeting for you, big guy," she teased Ciná with a playful bat of her tail against his leg, motioning with her head for him to follow her. "C'mon, I'll show you where the pack meets up."

Tira led the way for them across the snow-covered fields the rapids cut through, navigating with deft paws around the worst of the rushing waters to places where crude bridges had been set up by Abaven when they used to be a thing. In no time they arrived at the meeting point, dusk slowly claiming the lands as day began its shift over into night. Satira led Ciná to the meeting point and took a seat where they would be to themselves so he could get a chance to see the pack in its entirety without being overwhelmed. Taking a seat, the little wolf-dog gave a smile to her uncle and settled in to hear what he had to say.

"Satira"