brave new world

The wind brought change and new scents. She sniffed, twitching her olive-colored nose. It smelt strongly of a pack that she hadn't tried to avoid yet. Wren turned at the right time, spotting a man of multi-hues. On his skull were horns. He was approaching but didn't seem to be intentional about it. Like, aggressively. More casual.

"Hey." Unaware of his status, she could only be casual right back. Would it matter though? She was a free woman. She didn't bow to any man or woman. Wren turned her body to face him, lifting a brow curiously. She'd seen lots of pelts but this one was somewhat new to her. Piebald was a thing in other places.

She paused before continuing. "You... aren't part of that pack I smelt over there" she went right at it, but it wasn't prodding. Ocean blues angled past them to the location "could you tell me the name? I'm new here. Trying to learn every place I can." And where to avoid. "It's fine if not" she added, giving a nod "some folks like to keep to themselves. I get it."

"Speech"