need to work on myself

Corbie paused midstretch as a leisurely call for her sounded from the border not far away. She didn't recognize the voice at all, and curiosity banished much of the tiredness from her step as she retraced her steps to where the call originated from. The younger woman there was faintly familiar looking, though in a more familial way than someone she'd actually met. Between that and the pack scent, she thought she was vaguely familiar with them from one of the big intrapack dramas or other. "Hello," she greeted, polite and friendly. "I am Corbie, alpha of Avalon. What can I do for you?"