Tattered flags unfurled

The rest of Threar trickled into the crowd and to her disappointment, her mother was not among them. Out of confusion and inexperience, Aslan was about to hand over his temporary position as the hunt's organiser to their father before told otherwise. A feeling of relief rushed over her, all because she wanted to see how her brother would lead the activity. When the opportunity came to her one day, she hoped to be the one leading a pack hunt. For now, she had to watch and learn. Runners were soon announced and her gaze briefly swept across the twins who had been chosen for the role possibly because of their smaller size. She still felt quite satisfied with her position as an attacker as she had a clear idea of what to do, unlike the other role.

"Varda." She politely introduced herself to the newly joined female known as Frost with a faint smile. Socialising with wolves other than her family was in fact her weak area, but now it seemed Threar was recruiting anyone if they proved to be a worthy addition. Perhaps she needed a friend who wasn't kin, and so for now, she'd stick close to the other female while she awaited further instructions on the hunt.

"Speech"