Leave It To The Breeze

An unfamiliar voice called from the border. Corbie, who had been sorting the pelts they'd gotten from harvesting that year's butcher lambs, paused to listen curiously before setting them aside. Ayer continued to sort through them while Corbie, Ren at her heels, set out to answer the call. As she approached, she studied the stranger waiting for her. There was something familiar about her appearance, and her scent quickly placed her as an Ethne wolf. Another of the children who'd been born here, perhaps? "Hello," Corbie greeted her as she came before the other woman. "I'm Corbie, alpha of Avalon. How can I help you?" She smiled at the stranger despite the sudden concern that something had happened to Bellamy.