where the buffalo roam

Corbie was a little startled to be hailed suddenly, but turned toward the stranger with a smile of welcome. She wasn't at all offended to have had the peace of her contemplation broken, and in fact welcomed the presence of the stranger as much as she had the solitude of the moment before. The dark-coated female who approached was older than Corbie, and while she may have been a touch wary she was not rude about it. "Certainly," Corbie said, her tone and body language alike friendly and open as she turned away from the ridgeline towards the other female. "How can I help you?"