Gone Tomorrow
Green eyes watched the pair of young wolves before her closely, gauging their reactions to her presence among them. Triell returned the greeting to her chin and began to talk, explaining who this creature was before them. Adonia Velde, a previous member of Midnight Plateau, was now here at Corinna's well marked border's to seek acceptance into the pack. Well that was all very well and fine, but Corinna would not extend her permission to the younger female if she herself did not speak. To which the leader was not disappointed. There was no solecism here, and as Triell fell silent, the white furred lady spoke up. She didn't say much, merely pledged to help where she could. Really, that was all Corinna needed. She didn't know the girl, but that would come with time. More than anything, she trusted Triell's judgement, and if he was vouching for her acceptance into the pack, then his appeals would not fall on deaf ears.
Stepping forward, Cori moved closer to Adonia, body assuming a posture of dominance. Reaching forward, she moved to take Adonia's nose in her mouth and shake it gently back and forth. This would be her sign of admittance to the pack. She could relate to wanting to make a new life for oneself, and hopefully Swift River would provide that for her. "Welcome, Adonia, to Swift River. I'm sure Triell would be happy to show you the sights and get you acquainted with the territory," she explained, her voice warmer than it had been a few minutes ago. Looking at the dark furred male, she smiled at him. "Very few know this place better than Triell does. He'll make a good guide." Moving backwards, she cleared the space, giving them permission to leave if they wished.