The Sunspire A new face in the crowd?

((hello!))
Hearing the other wolf's nearby bark nearly made Zephyr jump out of her skin. She quickly turned her head toward the source of the sound and her eyes rested upon the other. As a precaution, Zephyr lowered her tail and felt her ears press against her skull. The last thing she wanted was to look aggressive or threatening right now.

She felt her limbs get a bit shaky and a strong wave of heat rush to her cheeks as she realized that she had just been caught, red-pawed, snooping around on a pack's territory, and that this would not end well for her. Her parents had always been aggressive when dealing with trespassers, and the memories of how they were dealt with were fresh in Zephyr's mind.

However, she had gotten herself into this mess, so she figured that she would need to at least try and get herself out. She cleared her throat and spoke as loudly as her voice would allow, and though it sounded like a soft, nervous whine, she was surprised to find that she sounded less terrified than she actually was. "My name is Zephyr. I was just looking around and I got kind of lost. I am so, so sorry if this is your territory." While she wasn't very good with talking to others, she was a better liar. Zephyr had very well known what she was getting into when she started exploring. It was that timid, shaky tone in her voice and the faint trace fear on her face that might help her pull it all off, though.