Blackfeather Woods Welcome to the Underworld

Aeronwyn's eyes to turned the the pale figure of a girl approaching her now, eyes staying on the approaching figure and noticing the mottled paws, stained, and the red on her cheek. She spun on her heel with a fluid grace, noting how the wolfess's pelt was like a canvas, painted with colour here and there. She did not question this, believing that it may have something to do with the red paw the others bore. The tang of herbs was present, but faint, on this girl, and Althaia thought she may be a healer. She greeted her simply, and Aeronwyn did likewise, her sterling eyes not betraying even a flicker of emotion as she dipped her head in acknowledgment of the female, having learned from her challenge at the border. "Well met, ma'am" she replied in kind, noting for a moment her pale blue eyes. The femme had not asked for a name, and Aeronwyn did not give one, yet.