Bearclaw Valley lost causes

Supernova explored the area freely, sniffing and snuffling at the scents that crisscrossed the area. Scents of game, wolves, and something a bit more unfamiliar. Soon her musing was interrupted by a low chuff from her left, and Nova turned her piercing yellow eyes toward the woman. At first she thought it was just a normal wolf, but her eyes were red, the red of blood. Her nose, however, was black. She wasn't inflicted with the sickness she had seen elsewhere, and Nova thanked the gods for that.

"Hello," she said softly, dipping her muzzle toward the other. The woman had the bearing of a leader, but whether she was an alpha or beta, Nova couldn't immediately tell. It didn't help that they were on neutral territory and the other wasn't taking on a superior stance. "This place is teeming with life." She meant the entire wilds, not just this valley. But either interpretation would do. "I'm Nova. Do you live around here?"