Moonspear When I see her face

There was a lot to see and do around the new rendezvous site and Galaxy wanted to explore, yet she found herself feeling strangely listless just now. She just didn't have her usual energy. And though her stomach growled, begging for sustenance, the thought of food didn't appeal to her one bit. As a matter of fact, all she could think about when she considered eating anyway was Vela muttering about her fat head.

The slim white pup sprawled beneath the shade of a tree and rested, though she perked up and lifted her head when a stranger approached the fringes of the clearing. Her fur was mottled gray, with a paler underside and lovely green eyes. Galaxy's tail began thumping against the grass and she pushed into a sit, then stood and began padding toward the unfamiliar she-wolf.

"Hi! Who're you?"