The female had heard the Irish wolf call out from the borders, and began to lope towards them in her Optime form. She had had a lot on her mind in the past few days, and was scarcer in the pack than she'd like, she thought as she walked through the dense forests, leaves crunching underfoot. She could begin to hear snippets of conversation - she could tell now that Rory was speaking with who seemed to be a potential joiner. She stopped when she saw Rory, whom she had given a rank up a few days ago, and another, unfamiliar wolf she assumed was the one who was interested in joining.
Giving the wolf a warm smile, yet standing tall with her tail high like the authoritative leader she was, she looked and smiled first at Rory, and then again at the new person. "Hello; it seems that you've come across our borders and are hoping to join, from what I hear," she said amiably.
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