Redtail Rise The Lost Mother

Aspen was wandering aimlessly around the rise in search of any other potential recruits. She wove between the trees but paused for a moment as she caught the scent and sight of another female wolf. She appeared to be alone, looking rather sorry for herself. Sorta like how Aspen had felt the day she entered the Teekon wilds. Lost. 

Aspen approached with caution despite this fae not looking like much of a threat at this point she dare not startle the wolf just in case. Aspen let out a low chuff but had the appropriate authoritative stance for a soon to be queen. Then Aspen muttered a small greeting. "Hello," she said calmly with a rather neutral face.