Blackfeather Woods who is this girl i see

It was still dark, and the moon shone in the sky. Soon the sun might rise, but for now it was hidden from sight. Neo had left his den with the intention to patrol, paws carrying him swiftly around the territory, but he halted once the scent of a pup drifted his way. Perhaps he shouldn't go near - that was his first thought. He wasn't a huge fan of small stinky things, but then again, it was one of the Woods. The ashen boy padded closer, until the figure was in sight. The moonlight gave the little wolf a ghostly glow, and he tilted his head. He didn't recognise the features of this one, but it was most certainly one of Blackfeathers.

"Hello." He barked quietly, moving closer as his grey ears perked forward.