Think of these thoughts[PANTHEON]

A call from within the borders summoned her, something that cause her to perk up immediately. Only those comfortable with Pantheon would dare cross the strip to seek a member so directly, or those wishing to threaten it. This summons was no threat though. It was familiar and joyful, the call of a former pack mate. Arian. The Matriarch moved quickly to greet her, taking only a moment to cross the estuary.



She approached with a friendly bark. She was blind to the girl's condition, though it was unlikely Arian was aware of that fact, and nothing seemed to smell off. Natalya smiled, having concluded that she was not ill or injured, and sat down before her. "Arian, it's nice to see you again so soon. Have you been well?"