I’ve got friends in Low Places

The other woman's reaction and mannerisms made things definitely better almost instantly. She was friendly and not one bit upset by the waif's mistake. She relaxed more as the girl spoke and immediately forgave her, as well as took some responsibility for the almost collision. It was unlike anything she could of expected from hannibal. She perked her ears at the more upbeat attitude of the girl. A stiff tail wag was given to the girl before her as she introduced herself. Thora. She committed the name to her face quickly.

"Eulogy, but  you can call me whatever you like." she herself gave a tentative smile to answer thora's friendly one. She expected at any time for a more dominant and harsh member to come ruin this moment of actual friendliness. "Are you here against your will as well?" she smelled faintly like the alpha but she couldn't be certain this wasn't the man's slave.