I hate this part

A howl rose in the air not just for Cypress, but for her as well. Marina would rise, stretching lazily as she twitched her ears. Ahhh perhaps another alpha? It would do well to get to know her potential allies and enemies. She was wary of Imperium yet, but perhaps something could be forged between them. Marina would breathe in slowly, the thought of it being Valentine at the borders scary. But no... This howl didn’t give her that impression. So who was it then?

Marina would set off at a lope, arriving a heartbeat behind Cypress. She would sit quietly, respectfully, tilting her head to the orange and white male who sat there. Ahhh who was this? He definitely smelled of another pack. “Greetings there. How can we help you?” It was unlikely that this man knew of the changes to the pack. The rainbow marked femme would curl her tail around her toes, waiting for the man to speak, whether to Cypress or herself.

"Speech"
'thoughts'