Bad times, new beginnings

The summons fell softly on the queen's ears, causing her body to rise from it's relaxed position atop the boulder than marked her den. She spent much of her time atop the monolith, surveying and contemplating. They were growing quickly, and if the inflection within that howl was aught to go by, perhaps other sought to join her. The possibility was exciting and brought a small grin to the woman's face. She had grown her pack around the principle of freedom and loyalty, and if the past weeks were aught to go by, the system was appealing. Wolves had come from all over the realm with word of rumors on their tongues. She wondered what the winds had brought her today. At a trot she made her way towards the supposed origin of the call, and came eventually upon two wolves awaiting her audience. Banner waiving and head held high, she wordlessly announced her dominance over the lands, so they would know just who it was that had come to heed them. "Welcome the Ebony, strangers." She said no more, waiting instead to see what manner of case they might present her.