Swiftcurrent Creek Can I join?

Making some assumptions about location here (that Lunna has crossed over territory borders), hope that's okay?

"Wait," came word of the Alphess as the stranger began her retreat, ducking away beneath the gargoyle's fierce lilac stare. Durnehviir, having been observing an otter's feast on the river's edge, had been alerted by the scent of a stranger from downwind. One of her subordinates had happened across the unknown female first, and so she'd paused among the foliage to observe how he'd handle the situation.

The loner had crossed into their territory, and Mahler's response was to be expected. However, with their numbers having thinned over the past few months, she could appreciate that their borders might not be as freshly marked or protected as they should be. She'd be willing to listen to this one, she decided, since appropriate remorse had been shown. Durnehviir's tail swung proudly over her trim hindquarters, flagging dominantly to alert both her pack-mate and the sterling she-wolf to her rank, and rumbled softly as she closed the distance between them. 

"Who are you?" Durnehviir demanded of the unknown girl as she moved in alongside Mahler, "and why are you here?"