Silvertip Mountain This is the damage after the storm

Zhavvi was surprised that a younger wolf was coming up to her. She was not used to wolves smaller than her since the Khalas she had lived in had not any other youngsters really. This pup only seemed a few months old. What she didn't expect was the pup helping her to get warm. This was a very different culture than the one she came from. With her previous pack no one would really keep her warm. It was a hardened culture. She made herself a bit smaller and leaned back against him as she trembled.

Zhavvi felt definitely a bit better and cared for when the pale made warmed her side and even licked her. It was weird for her to experience such licks from another wolf not being her father or uncle. She accepted it though because it made her feel a bit more loved and appreciated. Maybe this Khalas wasn't so bad? The slender girl still trembled a bit which was mostly because of the crazy storm that had gone by.

She looked at the Khal--Alpha when he asked her something. She didn't knew what hurt meant so she thought he was asking if she was okay. Zhavvi intently nodded that she was more than fine. Not realising that she was basically telling the alpha that she had been hurt. She nodded and wagged her tail a bit, which might be a bit contradicting.