Howl of introduction

From the edge of the bawn howls can be heard, announcing the arrival of one garou and a pack of kinfolk, all of whom are wolves

"I, Serebro "Czar of Chernobyl", Silver Fang Ahroun, Cliath of the nation, and my kin request entry to the sept of Falling waters"

There's a low whistle from up inside a tree.

"You are a big boy!" a female voice, full of mirth, speaks. The leaves rustle. A woman falls into view. She's short, has long brown hair tied back in a tail, and looks very Greek. "A big boy with a lot of kin."

She pauses and shifts to Lupus form, jet black with light grey dapples. "Welcome to Falling Waters, Serebro. I'm Quills. The Warders will check you over, give your kin a good sniff, and over the Falls you go. If you have no taint in soul or body, you're free to join up. If not, our lady Maid of the Mist will deal with you."

*the kinfolk sniff Quills, one of the younger ones bark in a friendly manner

"thank you Quills, in that case i have nothing to fear, my kin may be in need of a hunt soon. it has been a long trip"