Alpha of the wondering strider pack. I always introduces myself with my whole name, Kanika-Sefu-Badru, but I'm aware others will not remember, so you can call me Sefu.
I arrived to the Cearn with my pack-mates in early August under the full moon. A fallen mate I carried in and with the hospitality of the Sept Alpha, proper burial took place. Some rumors started spreading on this accord.
In this first night trouble was at hand with minions of the Wyrm transferring wolfs, kin, and kinfolk. Others attacked from ground; me and my pack took transportation with a GlassWalkers' helicopter and attacked from above. From a great distance in the air my whole pack jumped both from the helicopter and the material realm down to the menace battle grounds.
The real enemy was not present, but only minions doing it's dirty work. Nevertheless, the prisoners were salvaged with no loss to the Garou nation.
A small defeat over the Wyrm and a small victory for Gaia. One small one, but many more to come.