The next pack on her loop was, or so Kassander told her, a former ally of his led by a woman named Epiphron. Interestingly, Katja herself did know this Epiphron, though rather vaguely, as a wolf who had joined Ebony under Raisa's rule and had even been given a high rank. That was all she remembered of the woman, however, and she hadn't any idea if the woman would recall her at all.

They found themselves, on following Kassander's directions to the pack, in a much wetter area of the east than what Katja had grown accustomed to in Ebony. Unfortunately, reaching the border revealed in the scent markers a troubling issue. Epiphron was no longer alpha of this pack. She exchanged a glance at a distinctly worried-looking Kassander. She couldn't quite recall what Epiphron's scent was like, but the alpha of this pack was clearly a young male. Hm. Interesting. What had transpired between then and now? It would be wise to discover this rather than be taken by surprise; it was good she'd made this journey then.

Lifting her muzzle she called for the alpha of the pack, and any members he would wish to bring with him.

ooc: sorry for the wait! Decided to just have Leo after all with Keno being busy and Nyx being scarce for the moment. Might ask Keno to bring Svet in later if needed. Leo's mismatched ears perked curiously when a howl reached his ears. It wasn't a voice he recognized which told him it would either be someone from a pack he hadn't met yet or someone looking to join the pack. He considered going to get someone to bring with him, maybe his mother or even Svet, but in the end he went on his own. They all had their own things to do and he would hate to tear any of them away from whatever they were doing just to talk politics or chat with a potential new member about Fiori. However, once he arrived and saw that there were two wolves at the border he almost wish he had grabbed one of them after all. He looked from the black and gray woman to the deep russet and ivory marked man beside her. They both had a similar scent of a pack on them so he easily assumed that they were both from the same pack. His sapphire gaze went back to the darker woman though as he came to a halt in front of them since he was sure that she had been the one to call for them and therefore probably the leader of the two. But then again there was something very familiar about the markings on the male that kept catching his attention. Just from looks he reminded him so much of Svetlana, but he couldn't quite tell from first impressions if they were actually related. Trying to get his attention off of picking up bits of information about them and putting it back on the meeting at hand, he gave the silver eyed woman a small smile and a slight, polite dip of his head. "Hello there. I'm Leo Adravendi-Mathis, Sovereign here in Fiori. How can I help the two of you today?" "Talk" "You" Think

The boy who appeared at her call looked remarkably like Epiphron in coloration and markings, though the colors were the opposite of the Adravendi. He gave his name, tacking on the Adravendi as a part of his surname, and Katja was somewhat eased. Not completely, because as she well knew Arian of Sonticus was an Adravendi as well and Epiphron's spark and drive could very well be the exception among her family rather than Arian. She cocked her head to the side consideringly. "I am Katja Finnvi of Yfir. This is Kassander Xanilov. We come bearing samples of possible trade goods that may entice you, if you care to sample them." As always she saved little time for pleasantries, jumping immediately into the meat of her reasons for approaching Fiori.

Leo's eyes would drift from one wolf to the other as the woman introduced the both of them as well as the pack they had traveled from and a few things grabbed his attention from her words, but he would keep his expressions in check. Her pack would catch his attention first considering it was the name that his adopted sister had warned him of a while back. The first reaction he jumped to was a defensive one, but that only lasted the briefest moment because she would introduce her companion and he would realize that his distinctive markings were in fact a sign of him being Svet's relative. He wasn't quite sure how to feel about them yet from first impressions. On one hand he wanted to believe his sister when she said that they had done her wrong, but at the same time he cared for Svet very much and any chance to connect more with her family was great for him as well as her. He kept his expression mostly neutral with his usual welcoming smile on his lips, but he of course showed interest at both Kassandar's last name as well as the offer of some trade goods. He would hear them out and decide how he felt about them for himself. "Well how interesting! This is certainly the first time anyone has come to offer trade goods of any kind. And you brought one of Svetlana's relatives with you as well! It's wonderful to meet you, Kassander." He chuckled softly and let his gaze rest on Katja again. "Well, please, the floor is yours. What are these trade goods you speak of?" "Talk" "You" Think

Kassander did his best to sink into the ground, not fully understanding the tension between his alpha and this relative of Epiphron's. But he jumped when the male spoke heartily to him, and his heart stuttered a little at his words. Svetlana? She had disappeared when he'd handed Ebony over to Katja, effectively dissolving it. When he had told his siblings that Sigmarr was dead. "Svetlana came here?" he asked softly. He didn't understand. Why had she chosen to run here instead of coming home? Did she hate him for what had happened? For Sigmarr's death? For what happened to Ebony? She had never even come to tell him that she was safe, or that she'd joined a new pack. He'd thought... worried... had been terrified that she too had died. But all along she had been in the pack that had been his closest ally as an alpha? He swallowed hard, and kept his eyes on the ground.

Ignoring Kassander's soft interjection, Katja pushed three of the jars forward. "This is a beverage called alcohol, made using various fruits, honey, and herbs. We make three differing types suited for many things. The mead," she indicated it, "is the strongest, both in taste and in effect. The ciser and wine," she indicated them each, "are milder and suitable for everyday use if desired." She watched him impassively, head tilted slightly to the side as though examining him. She did not know what to expect of him and his pack, for though they had been Kassander's allies Yfir was a far sight different from Ebony and this boy was no Epiphron.

Leo looked to the jumpy male curiously when he asked about Svetlana coming here. Svet hadn't gone to tell her family where she was? He wasn't sure why he hadn't thought of it before. But, before he could respond, Katja pushed on with her offer. His gaze lingered curiously on Kassander for a moment longer before turning his eyes downward to look at the containers of liquid. He peered at them with a curious skepticism while she explained what they were and what they were made of. He had never heard of such a thing. "What does this alcohol do exactly? Is it supposed to be drank? And what would you want as trade for it if I wanted it?" He honestly didn't know if he was even remotely interested in this odd trade of hers, but he was determined to hear her out. He really only wanted to ensure that the line of communication between their packs remained open enough so that Svetlana could possibly go speak with her brother once he had fussed at her for not doing so before now. "Talk" "You" Think