New Scenery

Hmm, this was interesting. Riv never called for her in public, more for their intimate little evenings together, but especially not to greet a new member of the pack. What was all the rush for introductions anyway? The young queen had her ways of finding new members, though surely they didn't need to make a whole celebration out of it. Shaking her head, she snaked through the willows, carefully analysing the scents before her scarlets caught a glimpse of the gathered wolves. There was Riv, his brother, and an unfamiliar feminine scent. Instinctively, her body stiffened and tensed. Was this the new member? Only one way to find out.

Adding a hip sashay to her step, she emerged from the draping willow tendrils to find the three wolves settled around a freshly-killed deer. Intermingling with the mouth-watering scent of the deer were the strong scents of Riv and the female. Aha, there they were. She couldn't help but to narrow her crimson eyes at the sight of her mate talking away with a smaller yet older woman of auburn shades. They talked as if they were pals. How long had she been here? How long had they been together? "You must be new," she started after clearing her throat, staring the female straight in the eye and forcing a smile to her lips. "I am Zephyra Agatsuma, queen of Myriad. You are...?"