Redhawk Caldera Shadow me.

The young Naturalist apprentice had spent the morning hustling and bustling around the rendezvous site, padding her already sizable collection of odds and ends in the dead badger's den. Around midday, her growling stomach sent her back to the clearing. Her brow furrowed when she found no one there. The dhole lookalike stood there a moment, the tip of her black tail twitching, then turned to go in search of someone to feed her.

That's when she spotted Sebastian. Wildfire froze, eyeing him. He was vaguely familiar, though she wasn't prepared to run up to him like she would with her relatives. She woofed lowly, letting him know she was there, and offered a quiet, "Hi," after which she paused and guessed, "Choo lookin' fro mama 'n' duddy?" After all, it wasn't unusual for wolves to come by in search of the Alpha pair. Hell, she was currently on the lookout for her parents.