It had been a very busy time. There was much to put in order, so many wolves to meet with and decisions to make that the days were flying by. It seemed like she stopped long enough only to sleep for a few hours before rising with the morning light once more. It was exhausting, but the silvery girl had never felt more gratified in anything else she had done. It wasn’t until an unexpected call reached her one day that she looked up and realized it was already afternoon. The voice was unfamiliar, but the message was not. She had intended on going to the forest pack herself to meet with the young ruler Zelda as part of her training for hand. So much had changed for so many of the packs as of late and she had planned on going to meet her and see if a formal alliance between the mountains and the forest could be established. Her mother had invited Zelda here before the hunt and Daenerys had even asked what the young girl thought about her not coming, at the time Kalseru had mused that perhaps the young forest leader was busy and now trying to handle her own rule she is sure that was the case.

Still it pleased her that Zelda had finally found time to visit the mountains and hopefully would take kindly to being received by herself in place of her mother. She trotted quickly down the mountainside, her flowing gait carrying her easily to where the auburn girl waited respectfully just inside their borders. She smiled as she neared her, dainty ears pricked forward as her tail waved genially in greeting before stopping. “You must be Zelda from Taviora.” Their families were two of the longest standing in Moladion’s history with both reigning over their homes for generations now with little interruption and it seemed only appropriate that the two girls would finally meet, both so young for alphas and yet seeming to rise to the task. “I am Kalseru, my mother told me you might be coming at some point. I had intended to come to see you if not, but you know how things go.” She shrugged her slender shoulders as she shifted to sit on the soft grasses of the lower reaches, her long tail winding around her small feet almost reflexively. “I’m glad we can finally meet.” And it true, the young ruler could use friends and perhaps even gain some knowledge from Zelda who seemed to be bearing the alpha-ship of Taviora well.