The massive lady didn't seem to be drawing attention yet. To her this pack was fairly run down, or anti-social in the least. Of course for not being here for long, she couldn't be sure. She flicked her tail as she stepped onto the deck. Sniffing the wood as she looked at the massive mast that sat in the middle. Amachi wasn't sure what this thing was, but it was indeed the most interesting den she was ever going to live in. The beast would walk near the ramp that led down to the icy place below. On the other side the plank, and a body of water.
Her gray eyes would show no signs of emotion of course. When first arriving, she had maybe thought it would be a great place to live. Yet, she found it hard to care for strangers because it only caused her pain. She snuffed a little, watching her breath leave into the air in a small white cloud. At the first sign of a wolf, they probably would take note of her size and of her strange markings. Would she be thrown out and rejected just like before?
