Wealth and Taste

She was always watching, always had her eyes in the members within the ranks as well as on the borders. So when the scent of a stranger reached her nose, the fox coloured wolf stalked forward, keeping herself expertly hidden in the shadows. She narrowed her eyes at the brown male who was teasing their borders. A rough growl left her maw as she moved from out of her hiding place, brown eyes cutting into his form. "Of course there are wolves here, this is a pack after all." She said, her voice a bit rough as she squared her small shoulders. As Athena's personal messenger, she also had a job to keep her eye on all things Bevroren, and this male was not one of them. What brought him here anyways? She didn't like that smug look on his face, and was half tempted to slap it off his form.

She didn't set her small body down on the earth, she just stared at the stranger. She did not offer her own name, or ask or his. "What are you doing here?" She asked bluntly, her white tail swaying behind her like an angered cat. She was very protective of her new home, even if she didn't quite trust everyone within it. She was a hard nut to crack, only Athena was able to get her to even talk about herself, and even then it was rare.