Right where I don't belong

Sterling was surprised when a young, brightly coloured female yipped at her, dropping into a play bow before bounding all the way over to her. Trying not to let her startle show, she gave a shake of her mud-crusted coat, eyeing the girl with emerald orbs. It was clear that the strangely marked girl was barely a yearling, still very puppy-like in her demeanor. Perfect as the first wolf to greet her at the pack's border. This would be like taking candy from a baby. The girl's voice rang out, her accent and lack of vocabulary noted.

"Nice to meet you, Jewell," she said, offering a smile in return to the girl's wide grin, "I'm Ster-... ahem!... sorry, got something in my throat. The name's Stella." Mentally she chided herself for nearly giving away her real name - she should've known better and been more prepared with a name ahead of time! After all, she wasn't here to make friends or let anyone get to know her personally, nor why she was here or where she came from. She simply wanted to check the place out a bit, and then be on her way with as much information as she could gather.

Glancing around momentarily to see if anyone else was coming, she then looked back to Jewell when she was satisfied that she didn't see any other life forms. "So, just curious... what's this place called?" she asked, wondering if the girl would fully understand her. Sterling hoped so, otherwise she might not get as much out of the girl as she'd hoped for.