shake it off

Hel grew distracted from her steadfast advancement when the scent of another reached his nostrils. The multishaded youngster stirred, ears pinning back against her skull for a moment as she scanned the horizon until her gaze settled on a cream colored youngster. The other was larger than Hel, she could easily tell, but that wasn't uncommon. She was small, even for a pup, scrawny compared to many of her siblings and new aunts and uncles. It was weird having such a large family now - and Hel wasn't entirely sure they counted as family. Her family had only been her siblings and her father for some time now, and Hel wasn't certain she wanted to open up to more wolves.

For a moment longer, Hel remained still, black ears pinned against her skull until she moved into action, finally deciding to make her approach. "Hello! My name's Hel! What's yours?" The bubbly words spilled from her maw as she bounded up, previous consternation abandoned as soon as it had appeared. No point in crying over spilled milk, especially with a stranger in the area. Hel was ready to have some fun! She was ready to not have to worry about her family, about losing them like she'd lost her mothers. And surely this stranger would provide a decent distraction, right?

"Speech"