Meadowlark Prairie she turned her face up to the starlit sky

The only thing Onyxia heard was ''pack''. She figured as much but didn't say anything about it. Her eyes watched for the mysterious female to pop out of the tall glades but she wasn't showing herself. Despite the girl not popping out of the grass, she would never forget her voice if she heard it in the future.  So the girl was just as lost as she was... Great, just bloody great!

A sigh emitted from Onyxia's lips as she sat upon haunches figuring the other female was of no threat.

Are you going to come out?

She tilted her head to the side in question. This mysterious lass had peaked her interest further. 

I won't hurt you. I swear.

She wanted to see who she was talking to, at least gather a face to that mysterious voice within the glades. She stood up on all fours again, this time leaning forward and lifting a hind limb to scratch an itch at her shoulder. She usually sat doing this, but it was a last minute unexpected itch. She shook out her pelt when finished and locked her gaze on the glades waiting for an answer or for the mystery girl to step out.