Emberwood here it's never ending

The girl missed the sultry note in the greeting completely, having never been exposed to anything like it before. She blinked in slight surprise before rising smoothly and twisting the better face the newcomer. A female, as evident by her voice, and with a pelt as dark as Khoe's. Her first thought was that her father ought to never meet this wolf; she knew his horrid luck with black she-wolves, and she had come to grow a resentment against them herself. She felt this impractical, however, and pushed such thoughts aside as she greeted the woman. 

 "hello,"  she began, scenting soon the pack-scent on the woman's pelt and finding it unfamiliar. Her interest in the woman grew, and her gaze sparked with interest as she continued, "are you from around here?" if the woman answered, she would supply her own information in turn.