The moment she had spoken, he had heard. Lily was somewhat afraid, yet at the same time she felt like she shouldn't be. But she just couldn't help it anyway, because of her past she was always shy, jumpy, and distrusting of everyone, especially men. He had asked her if she was a part of this pack, and shyly she would shake her head no, nothing spoken for now. As soon as she had done so, a white she-wolf came from within the territory. Lily lowering her small body a little closer to the ground, afraid of answering. She had come to seek a place here, but she couldn't bring herself to speak. As soon as the stranger had spoken, a young wolf came bounding out from beyond and asked the same thing. Lily bit her lip, trying to hold herself from turning and fleeing back into the hidden safety of the forest.
And yet, she would somehow manage to keep herself glued in place. She remained where she was somewhat behind the brown male. It would seem that the same male who had gone running after them during the move of Tortuga, would somehow come here the same time as her. Was it fate? She herself couldn't bring herself to cross the waters, she was too small and she was not strong enough to swim by herself. So, she had made the heartbreaking decision to turn back and find her own way. He would introduce himself to the white woman, and Lily too was curious about the stranger who had approached them. She glanced at the pair, slowly bringing herself up though her tail was kept tightly to her, the tip flicking nervously like a cat's.
"M-my name is...Lily. I seek to erm...join this pack...I possess the skills of a healer...I'm good with advanced techniques...But, I can do other things too...if need be." she responded finally, a deep breath was let out to try and steady herself. Instinctively, she would gently rub her foreleg against the other, the bandages upon them tightly intact. The damaged memories hidden away from the world.