Storm-Bound Pack

You stalk quietly through the unfamiliar forest. Up ahead, you notice a figure appear.

Storm is waiting for you.

"Greetings, stranger." She growls, towering above you, her claws scraping the mossy surface of the high rock she stood on. Your fur dapples with fractured light desperate to reach the ground, working its way through the snares of branches overhead. Lowering her head to stare, unnervingly, at you, her eyes burned questioningly. "Have you come for Winding Root? Or to make a trade? Perhaps a friendship? Answer quickly! I have other things I need to do." Storm's ears flicked impatiently.

Quickly you gather yourself to speak.

Why are you here?

(The Storm-Bound pack are governed maternally, with leadership passing down through daughters. Due to this, any sons of the lead She-Wolf cannot be made the breeding male. Storm is more attracted to females than males, leading to her incline to have female partners, and welcome females more readily into her pack than males. Her lover is named Rush, although she has faintly romantic relationship with, and a soft spot for, Crow's Wing.)