The woman had been spending some time poking around the large metal carcass that the pack had taken as their territory. Maggie was still unsure her feelings on it, weather she would try to nest down inside the hull or if she'd try her luck on the harsh icy ground outside... The woman couldn't deny that the large hard walls mostly kept the harsh northern wind out, though on particularly stormy days snow and wind would still sneak into the vessel through the entrances and some of the less structurally sound seams, but the floor in some places was a strange material that didn't always seem to retain heat well.
Not that any of it really bothered the Wreckage woman, she was northern born and raised and with the advent of winter her thick coat had fully grown in and she was more than comfortable in this climate.
Maggie had yet to really meet anyone but the alpha yet, and she was determined to start properly socializing; whether that meant stumbling upon a total stranger or running into the alpha again and getting to know him better didn't matter much to the woman. Regardless she was determined to at the very least try and make a friend.
The territory that Enrico had chosen for his pack was certainly a unique one. While she would've preferred to stray closer to the deep gorge and the tall pine trees of her youth, she was happy to simply be residing permanently in the north once again. Niente was a promising pack thus far, and Asvor had no regrets about joining Valdis here - not that she expected she would. The female inhaled a breath of frigid air as the Finnvi woman veered around one side of the strange metal structure. Might as well scout it out now rather than later. She had no doubt this structure might prove useful. Perhaps it was too big of a target to permanently reside in, but its sturdy walls could surely come in handy in the event of a particularly bad storm. Briefly she touched her nose to the cold metal, leaning against the structure with her chest before pulling away.
It wasn't long before she caught the scent of a stranger, and Asvor's attention as immediately piqued. You have to be nice, she had to tell herself, though the truth was that it wouldn't be all that hard. Asvor understood the need for members of a pack to have some kind of camaraderie, even if it was only superficial. Working together had its benefits, she knew that. Her brows furrowed slightly as she caught the sight of Magnolia in the distance, tipping her head to the earth as she moved to close the distance between them slightly. Her scent was vaguely familiar, only from catching wind of it among Niente's lands, so she knew she was a packmate and not an intruder. A faint smile pulled at her lips. "Greetings," she offered plainly, wondering if the other female had a penchant toward socializing or not.
