"Hello, Lieutenant Colonel." Speak of the werewolf and lo, she shall appear--looking, despite her better efforts, mildly embarrassed. "I'm Fostern Judith, of the sept of the United Shields, in Speares. I--the Brucolac mentioned me, and when it comes to laws, I've been working on some things already, so at least that's a place to start, if you want them."

"Okay, qualifications - I was an assistant of the sept steward before I came here, and I've been an accepted warrior for almost nine years. I've been learning the laws of my sept since before I could talk, and I've spoken at moots." This is a carefully edited version of her life, but none of it's a lie - some of it isn't relevant, just things human wouldn't care about. "I'm volunteering myself because I've claimed land in the city, I consider this place my home for however long I'm stuck here or it's standing, and because I've seen other councils get totally fucked up and I want this one to work. I know I'm not the smartest or the most well-spoken person, but I work hard, I know how to listen, and I won't lie to anyone. And that's my case."

"If you think that's good enough, then ask me what I think we should do about the Doctor." She's calmer now than she was when she started, and even manages a wry smile at the end.