Koyuki closed her eyes for a moment. The pack. It's known as Avon, she simply stated, I know not of their origins. Only that they have welcomed me. The least I could do in return is help them with trivial tasks. It wasn't as though it was asked of her. In fact, a part of her held doubt that they needed any of her help at all; yet, she remained with the feeling of obligation. Kindness in return for kindness was simply the bare minimum.

The snowy woman turned her head towards the heart of the land, where she assumed that many of them were now. The leader is named Fable . she stated simply.

She whisked her tail against her hind limbs. I've gathered small piles of herbs here and there. I was going to bring them back in a few trips, but it shouldn't take as long if you're here, she paused, blue eyes shifting from the center of the territory towards the stranger yet again. Then, you may meet the matriarch. If you so wish. Long limbs carried her over the blush-hued grass. A part of her felt deep discontentment with bringing a stranger into their lands... yet, that was what Fable did with her, was it not?

Besides, if he decided to misbehave, Koyuki would be happy to put him in his place.