Proactive learning

Another unfamiliar call would shake her from the repetitive task of patrolling the pack borders that she had taken upon herself. Epiphron had but three true fighters within her ranks, and the two best ones were gone at the moment -- helping Kassander with the siege he had planned upon the Arcanum pack. There was nothing else to attend do, and so she would mindlessly wander, trailing along her borders to search for scents that did not belong. Only when she heard a male's strong call echo through the mangrove would she redirect her path, heading toward her visitor with ease.

From a distance, she could see him clearly -- quite unnatural a color, but he was admittedly quite attractive despite sporting a quite strange coat. Epiphron's head would tilt to the side curiously, her tail instinctively curling high above her back in a show of dominance over these lands as she closed the distance between them. A slow nod was offered, her gaze skeptically as she studied him. "Welcome to Fiori," she'd introduce him to her pack, her voice betraying the curiosity she felt, though she was clearly guarded as she waited for some sort of introduction or explanation. "What's your purpose coming here?" Her searching gaze was shameless as she studied him, eying his peculiar color pattern with interest.