Redhawk Caldera A Possible Acceptance

Mazi had been traveling for days.  The red and gray faced female panted as she kept at a top speed sprint.  She had recently left her birth pack after it had separated, do to declining lack of interest in the pack from her parents.  Spark and Malla.  Mazi wouldn’t think of that now.  Those memories were a thing of the past, now she would have to find a new pack.  Hopefully soon.

The female stop short suddenly scenting a scent marker.  She took a few steps back, to show respect, but excitement coursed through the girls veins.  Had she finally found a pack?  Mazi thought for a moment on how she would alert them of her presence and decided on howling.

Mazi tilted her head back letting out a loud long howl, to show her presence.  She made sure to make her tone friendly though.  Mazi knew a pack was something not to make an enemy of, that was just not a good idea so she decided to take careful measures.