A looooong neck

Inferna had been wandering far from the comfort of everything she knew as of late, her young paws carrying her into the southern lands of Boreas. The first thing she noticed was how much shorter the trees grew here, the mountains flatter, and the air was cooler. She was getting used to solitude, but her thoughts often turned toward craving... companionship. Family. She certainly wanted to prove herself capable and strong, keeping in mind Scylla's advice of never expecting anyone to save her. No one would ever call her weak, she made a promise to herself not to allow it.

A strange chuff caught her attention and pulled her from her inner thoughts, curiosity sparking like a fire in her pink eyes. A hunt, she realized as she approached the gathering. Her steps faltered when she saw the creature they were planning to take down, its towering form a testament to nature's creativity. Inferna had never seen anything so absurd. Its neck stretched endlessly, its spotted coat like nothing she'd encountered before.

She hesitated on the edge of the group; four wolves were gathered - seemingly all strangers to each other just like she was, and one flanked by massive, intimidating dogs. Inferna shot them a smile, being a wolfdog herself.. it was nice to see them. She tilted her head as they started to strategize, her gaze fluttering between them and the giraffe.

"Big.. long.." she finally said, speaking short and to the point. She stepped closer, her curled tail raising slightly with her excitement as it swayed behind her. "The legs look really strong.. we'll need all the help we can get!" Her words exuded confidence despite her statement, and it was clear with the way she was looking at the giraffe that she was in. She wasn't sure if they would even acknowledge her, but she wasn't about to let that stop her from being a part of them. A part of the hunt.

"Speech"