What's that in the shadows?

As she stood there in the shadows of the trees, she realized the movement she had noticed in the forest hadn't been a trick of the light at all. Three figures emerged from the trees, making her immediately turn toward them and abandon her gathering for the moment. She didn't recognize any of them and to find them in the pack's territory was of course concerning, but as they looked at each other for a long moment none of them seemed to be malicious or intent on attacking her. "Hello there," she said tentatively, moving a bit closer to the trio of unusual, wolfish canines. Each of them had a vastly different expression and reaction to her–one seemingly happy to be here, one looking terribly sad, and the last seemingly irritated by the whole thing. While she was concerned about the fact that any of them were here, the mother in her couldn't help but worry the most about the slate one that seemed as blue as her fur. "Are you alright?" she asked quietly to the middle wolf, stepping closer while still keeping an eye out to see if there were more where they came from.

ooc: Picking medium route!

"Briar Carpathius"