Of course, like every time before, Dragonfly was the first to appear. The young, hype creature of white wanted to share stories almost instantly. Offering a bark of greeting in return, Amber was given no other time to talk to her gypsy member as a dusty colored female appeared almost out of the woodwork. This wolf seemed almost shy as she appeared greeting them in true, and insisting upon tales to be told. She also put in her two-cents that the gypsies should find somewhere safe for winter, as if they were a pack. That would never actually happen to anyone here, well, not collectively. They might drift someday, but not all at once.

Her eyes searched around, knowing someone else just had to appear. In the shadows, she could see two red eyes, though the owner was unseen. It could be anyone in the undergrowth, but Amber wasn't going to try and guess. Back to business. She had stories to tell and news to give out.

"I do have a place we can go Elara, for a visit. Dragonfly, I do have stories to tell, but only if you'll give us yours first" the wolf said kindly and calmly. Laying down, she offered the rest a chance to do so, before training her eyes onto the little, white wolf.