Redhawk Caldera the girl that time forgot

Tiger expected to be received by others with hesitation due to her newness, and the scent of the Caldera was not upon her wholly as it was her pack-mates. It was part of the reason she dug into the earth now with the whole of herself... and it was belly-up she heard the demanding woof of another. She was quick to flip over onto her stomach and peer over her shoulder to see the source of the noise, and it was a very familiar face.

She grinned.

What are the odds, she stated first. 'm new here as of last night. The names Tiger, by the way. A cheeky grin; he had left a great first impression, to her. Tiger was quite sure she'd never see that devilishly handsome mug again, but here it was. The Caldera got better by the minute.