Blacktail Deer Plateau untold

Since arriving back, Dante had slept much, though it was a sleep frequented by nightmares that left him waking with a snarl.  As a result, his body was recovering with the rest, but his mind still felt the fatigue.  It was a state he had to deal with and work through, though, so he continued to patrol, the brisk jog he traveled at helping to shake a little clarity into him.  He'd just awoken not too long ago and knew trying to rest again would have no point.

He wasn't expecting to come upon a stranger so far into the territory, and initially his stance was aggressive, thinking her an intruder.  A low growl came forth, but was quieted when he noted that it seemed she'd been here at least a while.  Perhaps having come upon the lands while he was gone and accepted by one of the beta pair.

Still he was wary on approach, not coming too close to avoid startling her but wishing to know that she was in fact a new family member and not a particularly forward loner. If the latter were true he was in no mood to be charitable. "I don't believe we've met," he said initially, looking from her to the prey she buried.