Country must be country wide

The girl moved forwards quickly, looking around for something to hunt. Before she realized it, Legacy had stepped into the border of a pack. Stepping back quickly, the dog thought of how to act. She had just intruded on pack territory. Thinking, the girl sat down on her tail, wincing a little as she did so, and thought of what to say if they found her scent. Maybe I can join. No, they probably wouldn't like a dog in their pack. Unless it was a small pack. Maybe it's a small pack. Stretching her head out in usual dog manner, Legacy sniffed the air, and pulled her head back in shock.

Only one wolf. Yes, a very small pack indeed. She thought, and raised her head up and let out a long howl. It was higher in pitch than a wolf's howl, so, hopefully, the alpha of this pack would know that it was a dog who wanted to join, not a wolf. Now, Legacy just needed to get in the position of submission, for when the one wolf did come. Moving her stomach to the ground, and moving her stub of a tail behind her haunches the best she could, Legacy lowered her head and started to think about the new pack she may be accepted into soon.\

It wasn't long before she was lost in thought.