Possibilities
01-16-2014, 02:47 PM
Qanik's reverie was interrupted by a voice calling out to her. Cursing herself mentally for letting down her guard, she snapped her eyes open to slits, muscles tensed in readiness for an attack. An attack that didn't seem to be forthcoming. She cast her gaze around, finally coming to rest on a larger male wolf who seemed to be watching her. The dirt was disturbed around the roots of some sort of vine. Had he been digging them up? A healer perhaps? Or just someone who really wanted to dig up a plant for no reason whatsoever. She breathed deeply, trying to draw the wolf's scent from the multitude of flower scents, but tracking was not her forte and the wind was wrong. She could vaguely scent that he was from a pack, but being unfamiliar with the packs and having it so mangled anyway she had no idea which. She studied him a moment before saying a cautious "Hello." He seemed friendly enough, but there were many packs in this new land and not all were allied with Tortuga. Not knowing which wolves would take exception to her for her new alliance yet, it would pay to be careful. Careful, but not rude. She stood, slowly so as to not appear threatening, and nodded to the other wolf. "I am called Qanik. Yourself?" Speech, |