Blackfeather Woods Dancing on my grave

Sup'!
Even though I think that thread is pretty much solved, it's best to keep this one vague about it :D

On his search for food, Damien found a rather unexpected thing instead. Nestled among the tangled sprouting roots of a tree, a pale female rested calmly. Damien's first reaction was, as usual, pricking up his tail in a statement of dominance. He did not know this one yet, and her evident comfort in the forest revealed that she was part of the pack.

"Who are you?" asked the dark male approaching aggressively to sniff all over her without minding personal space. This was protocol for him, and so she would have to take it whether she liked it or not.