Sleepwalking

Corbie tilted her head, hearing an unfamiliar voice calling for her. It had been some time since Avalon had had a stranger visit. It was with a spring in her step that the alpha trotted off to the border to answer the call. The wolf at the border was indeed a stranger, a golden-and-white female with bright green eyes and graying muzzle, a stranger that smelled strongly of herbs in the way that those who spend a great deal of time around them tend to. With a smile, Corbie nodded a greeting to the wolf. "Hello - I'm Corbie, alpha of Avalon. How can I help you?"