Natalya was distracted as of late, taking a break from her duties to rekindle her relationship and to find herself again. But the time had come to focus again. Virgil was quite busy with her pups and several of the members were off doing their own things, so pack activity had come almost to a halt. After the work it had taken to get here, Natalya would not allow Olympus to fail. Thus she now stepped up to the summons at the border, prepared to help her family thrive again.
She found herself before a young female, by the smell of it. Her head was held high as she approached and she gave a quick bark to alert the girl to her presence. Though part of her wished she could see what the girl looked like, the other part thanked the gods for her blindness. It allowed her to see what was most important about a wolf, without judging based on appearances first. Nonetheless, she couldn't help but wonder what assumptions she would make about others if she could see them.
Without showing any signs of her handicap she stopped just short of the newcomer and cleared her throat. "I am Natalya, the Centurion on Olympus. Stranger, what brings you to our borders?" "Speech"
