Blackbeak Bluff Calling the wild things

Though she hated leaving Kinvara alone with Zaavier, Alkiva was less inclined to simply allow herself to be seen as a straggler or a useless travel companion, and had excused herself to hunt, promising to follow their trails to find them later with something to eat. She needed to get away from Kinvara, mostly, though Alkiva had been nothing but pleasant to the fiery female, and in fact she found very little to dislike about Kinvara apart from the fact that she was a female and she had a pre-existing relationship with Zaavier. Perhaps they weren't anything more than friends and companions, but Alkiva worried for the worst...Thus the reason why she had politely excused herself from their company to hunt. 

She tracked them down, a large female hare hanging from her mouth, not too far from the shoreline in the wooded area. She caught the scent of yet another female wolf and picked up the pace, bristling somewhat, though she'd calmed herself before the finally came upon her alpha-to-be and Kinvara. Her azure gaze swept toward the stranger, a fey female with distinct looks, but she quickly turned her gaze to Zaavier to read his reaction. If he was attracted to her, Alkiva would know. 

She set the hare down at Zaavier's feet. "Good hunting around here," She said gently, before she reached up to touch his chin by way of greeting, and cast a nod and a smile to Kinvara. She then looked to the newcomer, waiting for either an introduction, or for the female to turn and leave.