Frozen

As Altair was resting, the young wolf didn't expect for someone to come inside the ship. She had been too preoccupied trying to regain some energy, it didn't occur to her that perhaps someone was showing themselves.

Her ears happened to swivel a little bit, catching the small sounds of steps though they were definitely a little more muffled. Though, unsure if her mind was playing tricks on her, she quickly leapt from the bed that she lay upon and walked over to the entrance of the room. Her eyes widened a little when she noticed someone walking in the opposite direction from where they was.

Their coat was as white as hers from what little she could make out from them, but no other significant features were present to her. Her cranium tilted slightly in thought: were they an enemy? Were they just passing through? Those were only a few questions that the she-wolf could think of for the moment as she kept herself hidden as best she could between the edge of the door and the hallway. However, as if luck was playing tricks on her, her steps happened to just be forceful enough for some of the wooden to creak. Her eyes widened slightly and her ears pinned back slightly from shock, moving away from the door but staying where she was if the stranger were to approach her location. After all, it was she who was not careful, so if they were going to hurt her, it would be on her not being too cautious. But, she stayed where she was and stayed calm. One never knew someone's true intentions, so the femme wasn't going to run in case she had to.