Phantom Hollow Revenge Must Wait

It was the silhouette whom had heard the howl first. With her legs carrying her fast, she continued to make her way over. It was probably a loner, a weary traveler looking for a home just like any other wolf.

With her posture and hackles high, her long legs gracefully trotted her close to the border. Her eyes met the others, Silver deepened her state, almost intimidating but mostly emotionless and flat.

Her icy eyes scanned the other over, she cleared her throat to the unknown. "What brings you to Moonlit Hills traveler?" She asked in a monotone. Her posture exposed dominance as a pack wolf, her tail high and not moving.