With the Olympus yearlings taken to Ebony and things quiet for the moment in Yfir Katja took the opportunity to tour the packs once again. Things changed quickly in the lands, she knew, and she had been out of touch for some time between giving up Ebony and challenging for Yfir. Some leaders would have changed - some of the old ones may have changed their stance on her as an alpha now that she was no longer bound by Ebony. It was time to travel the lands, to see where she stood with each alpha that she could know what to expect in the future. Her first travels would take her to the east, the opposite end of the continent from Yfir. She knew how Val and Ebony stood, but there were three other packs in the east to scout to begin with. Her first stop was to Abaven. They'd been allies when she'd first been given Ebony - Bass new to leadership, and she still adjusting to the culture of this land. She needed to see if Bass were even still the alpha, and if he were if the peace between them remained, and if he were not she must know who they were and where she could stand with the new alpha. Standing upon the boarder she sent out a call for the alpha to appear, a call between equals. "

A deep call would echo out across the plains, summoning the Alpha's to the border. Motif would rise from where she had been seated and make her way quickly towards the called. She expected Bass to come as well, unless he respected her need to make further efforts into leading Abaven and looking after its members. Since the storm she had started working hard towards the goal of easing some of Bass's burden and ensuring all was well here in these lands. She had not recognised the voice of the caller, but as she approached she would recognise the woman's form. She remembered the Ebony games, and that Bass had been there beside this woman as she open them up for the rest of Alacritis lands to join her in her lands. She had been the Queen of Ebony then, but she thought she had heard something about that no longer being the case.. but she hadn't been abreast of the events of other Alphas at the time so she couldn't be certain, and this woman stood before her as an equal and an Alpha. ?It's.. Katja, right?? she asked warmly, racking her mind for a moment for the name this woman had given at the Ebony festivals. ?It's good to see you again, what brings you to Abaven?? she would venture next, taking a seat on the earth before the other woman. She felt comfortable enough in her presence, knowing Bass had trusted her in the past and had been grateful for the opportunity Katja had provided to give her the chance to test her fighting skills against others. ""

 

The wolf who approached was not Bass, and a guarded stillness fell over the viking. A new alpha... always a potential danger. Even Bass she did not trust fully, but she knew him and he had kept the peace between them and had even seemed eager for closer ties - this girl she knew nothing of. But the girl greeted her by name and with warmth, and after a moment Katja could place her as one of Bass' wolves, one who had eagerly volunteered herself for the festival spars. Was Bass no more, or was he merely indisposed at the moment? "I have come with news and for information. I have challenged Olympus and won, creating my pack Yfir, and have come to see if I may renew the peace I once had with Bass Destruction when I ruled the pack Ebony."