Life was under no obligation to give someone what they expected; in fact, Life always felt as if it gave the opposite in every situation. And if Kali had any real grasp on the fundamentals of life, she might have had a better understanding of what her presence near pack borders would mean. Instead, the vixen sat half dumbfounded and half overcome with the sheer notion of there being a group of maybe four or five wolves working together. None of them would have ever been alone if they didn't want to be. It reminded her of her own little family growing up; and how she missed them now!
The she-wolf snapped to attention, losing herself in thought had left her vulnerable. Alas it didn't look like she would walk away from this without a scolding, but maybe she could wiggle her way out unharmed. The voice was that of a male, young by the sounds of it; probably the night patrol. She had heard whispers of a wrong doing that befell one of the packs that called this land home; and she wondered if it was this one. Though, she had heard tales growing up that wolves usually patrolled in pairs. Kali lifted her head if only slightly, eyes catching a flash of moonlight.
The scent being wafted towards her was definitely that of a male who belonged to a pack; but yet again she wondered why a second was not nearby. She raised her muzzle only slightly, searching-- tasting. Nothing, at least there wasn't another for a few miles. Although the males presence still unnerved her, Kali felt, at least, a bit better. Her mind wandered back to the question thrown her way, how silly of her to not answer him as he spoke. She was but a loner facing, what could be, the wrath of an entire pack. Kalispell could only faintly see the brute's silhouette. Tall, taller than she and he looked rather well rounded. It looked as if pack life was doing him well as far as she could see. He looked about as ordinary as Kali could imagine a brute of his stature, darker in color than she- paint splattered white in more places... Her mind was wandering again. "I..uh..." The girl cocked her head to the side as she pulled herself into the 'now'. "I am sorry, what was the question again? I seem to be lost in my own thoughts.." She let forth a nervous chuckle followed by a quick sigh, "Umm, I. I don't quite know how I ended up here. I do not believe I crossed any bonds, and I beg of you- if I did, to give me pardon. I am not use to pack life and its politics." Quite the rambler she was.
"Jibber Jabber"
