Wapun Meadow this seat's taken

A loud sniffle startled Dulce from her momentary trance. She immediately perked up, ears spinning to try and place the source. Hey, she called, finally spotting a familiar white pelt some yards away. Even after having met as many wolves in her lifetime as she had, Dulce noted how rare coats as spotless as Aure's were; the change in scenery was appreciated. 

After a moment, she began to move in and close the distance between them. They'd seemed to have a decent conversation at the border, but it was difficult to tell if it would be the same beyond that line.