The small Kestrel floated onto the terra with light flaps, her sweet ebony eyes surveyed the flowering territory with lust and envy. South of Heaven was never like this, except for two weeks in spring. But here, it was probably always lush with flowers. Little creeks jutted here and there, making it look like a ideal place to fish. But Emb wasn't seeking a home, no, she was seeking a alliance for Black Wonder. Her queen wanted War Song as a friend, and so be it. So, here was Emb, flying in to look for him.

Emb steadily descended until she found a nice elm tree to perch on. Embr looked very evident against the green leaves, but Emb took no time in assuming that everyone had seen her. Instead, Emb gave a soft, beautiful chirp to catch anyone nearby's attention. Blue and red feathers ran sleek against her body against the contrast of the white. "'ello?" Emb called in a crisp, creamy tone, little eyes sparkling as morning slight hit her body.

The black bear padded regally toward the bird. His face almost showed no expression. His dark, solemn eyes seemed to say that he would not play any games. These times of war were serious; they should be treated as such.

War Song looked up at Emb, opening his fearsome jaws to speak, "State your business here."

The small kestrel did not flinch as War Song approached, but more of bowed herself before the giant creature. Her feathers where ruffled as she looked into the jaws of War Song, staring deeply. Would that animal eat her, if he had a chance? Emb laughed inwardly at herself, scolding for her unwanted humor.

Emb's dark eyes flickered. "I am Emb, messenger bird of South of Heaven. My leader, Miss Black Wonder, wishes for a alliance with you and your pack," Emb spoke formally, her voice was calm and wavered with fierceness for her own loyalty.