say a prayer and let the good times roll (KENO)

Words would startle Laria as she turned to see a woman charging at her with a sharp bark that made Laria think she had done something wrong. Had she unknowingly passed the borders to a pack? She would have caught the scent by now surely? She had a confused look on her face, the desperation still hid in her eyes. "Ummh, hello? I'm Laria Dominique-Netonya." The tradition of giving a name when she met a new wolf had not died and had become instinct from her time as a leader. She tried to figure out why the other woman looked so tense while sniffing about the area. She really did not need an angry wolf attacking her right now since she was trying to focus.