Morningside Cuesta don't make a shadow of yourself

Bhreac looked up when the other called out to her, bounding toward her with his tail wagging. That actually made her feel instantly at ease — the longer she spent here, the easier it was to accept that she was going to be constantly confront with wolves she knew nothing about, and it was getting easier to keep herself from being too nervous about it, but for him to approach her openly, loudly, and with his tail wagging made it easier not to assume the worst. As such, she mustered a smile as he neared and wagged her own tail, nodding a bit at his introduction.

"We haven't met, but I've heard about your nose," she said, eyes flicking briefly over his features. It was maybe the strangest thing she'd ever seen — her family was filled to the brim with wolves with vibrant eyes of all colors, though the gene had missed she and Eshe, but she'd never seen anything like this. "You have celebrity status. Well, your nose does. I'm Bhreac Endore — I think you've met my sister."