I promise I can be nice

The grey wolf approached the falls where the unfamiliar scent trail led. Chaska had guessed that it was a new pack member, and felt obligated to introduce himself. He had been doing that a lot. Normally, he was more closed up towards others, but something about this pack changed that.

He found that he was right when he spotted the owner of the scent. A wolfess, with shades of grey, black and brown making up her pelt, had her head bent down to the water. He approached slowly, but not too quietly, not wanting to surprise her too much.

"Hello" he said from behind, hoping not to alarm the wolfess too much.