While she was in the north Karabela came to the decision to swing by the other northern pack, Ivalice.  For now she would pursue all possible trading venues.  Each pack was different, each in their own territories and surely each had their strengths and goods.  She could be choosy later when Ivory Ridge had stabilized and there was always the chance she'd be turned down more than not so she might as well try.  She wondered if they had any musk oxen pelts they'd be willing to barter.  Thanks to her incessant wandering she was fairly familiar with the prey of various regions but not down to specific territories.  She had no idea if the musk oxen even roamed through this part of the north but she knew the wolves up here had to feed on something and whatever prey they killed would likely have a new set of skins.  Coming up to the border Karabela tipped back her head and howled for the leader.

"Speech"

Border patrols had been a constant routine of hers every day. More so since Vereux had passed away. It helped to keep her mind occupied, though things were quiet as of late. For that she had no complaints. She wasn't keen on dealing with more hostile trespassers, though as long as they weren't like Mercy then she supposed it wouldn't be so bad. As she made her way around the lands, a howl sounded at the borders. Specifically for her, and curiosity would draw her forward. She'd not heard it before, so she wondered who it was. As she drew closer to the location, she spotted a darker colored wolf standing near the borders. Ears perked and amber gaze didn't leave her as she approached, a slight wave of her tail signaling to Tanaraq who she was sure was somewhere nearby. "Hello stranger, welcome to Ivalice. How may I help you today?"

While she waited Karabela took in the sight of the territory and pondered what sort of resources this pack had available to them. From her initial look it seemed pretty barren but she knew that appearances could be deceiving and such a small view wouldn't tell her that much. This land could support a pack and that meant it had treasures of its own. An woman about twice Karabela's age would approach her and the Chieftain found herself wondering just how long this pack had been here to have such an elderly alphess and she couldn't help but wonder what sort of wisdom the woman held. She found it a little strange that the woman didn't introduce herself and for a moment she wondered if she did have the alpha or not. Well, she wanted to be sure before rambling on about trade. "Hello there, I'm Karabela Thyre, the Chieftain of Ivory Ridge. I was wondering if I could speak to Ivalice's alpha. Would that happen to be you?"

"Speech"