Give me a break

The brown behemoth had wandered upon the pines when she had left Tortuga, she had been there for what, a day, two at the most? She had finally found somewhere, and someone had come along and claimed it. She sighed as she pushed through the snow. She stopped, sniffing the air. She tensed, this was yet more pack territory. She had walked far from Tortuga territory, it had perhaps taken her a week to get here. She hadn't had any intention of finding a pack again so soon. But she figured that since she was here, she might as well stay. She tipped her head back, and from the base of her lungs, let forth a charming howl, surprisingly loud for the delicacy of the sound.