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She thought she heard the sound of someone - a really light someone - padding up near where she rested, but it was not until her ears twitched with the sound of a sigh that she realized she had not been imagining it. Her amber eyes opened slowly, her body still as she took a moment to wait, listening even more closely than before. Were they still there, just below the ledge? Or had they crept away to disappear again before she had been given a chance to make her first friend in Valhalla aside from their leader?

Quietly, slowly, she rolled her muscular frame to her stomach and then pressed upward to her large paws, creeping in a crouch toward the edge. She peered only far enough over to spy the little creature seated below, looking properly disappointed and frustrated. Oh? One of the pups then? The edge of her square muzzle drew up in a little smile, the dark tip of her tail twitching behind her restlessly. Hmm, maybe befriending one of the pups would prove easier than their grown pack mates.

"Getting warmer," she called down in a sing-song whisper, holding her position to make the pup work for her find. Although, with her golden pelt even the little of her head that shown would likely stand out against the dark rocks.