Blackfeather Woods Shadows don't blink.

Instinctively, her teeth pulled back from her mouth to reveal the glistening ivory teeth that laid behind. It only took her a second to realise her mistake, unclenching her stone cold features from its permanent displeasing and regal look. Her stomach took a leap when she noticed the red printed paw print placed on the white male's shoulder. Only a fool could mistake that mark. The Brotherhood, she thought, getting slightly impressed by this wolf. But at the same time, it was confusing. She had never met this wolf before, yet he was one of the Brotherhood, and seemed to.. fit in despite his pale coat. Perhaps he would prove to prove her wrong, maybe the light colors weren't weak. But she could not make assumptions, she didn't even know his name or the reason he had just joined after being away from the origin of his red mark. 

Stepping closer, she held a sense of acknowledgement in her eyes, like he was a worthy candidate to represent a Blackfeather wolf. It was a look barely recognisable on her face, being the way she was. None could impress her, no joyus emotion present in her soul. Yet, her impending tone didn't carry with her as she spoke to him. How strange it was. 
"It seems so" She said, raising a tone of amusement in her voice. But all thoughts were serious, not to make an impression she was one to be friendly, for later reference. "I take it you're not exactly new, are you? My name's Nemesis" She greeted, knowing fully he was no stranger to the woods.

But she was curious, his presence was confusing to her, like she should know this man. Perhaps he had connection outside of Blackfeather, that may have been brought up before. Yet, she waited to hear him out, her cold eyes fixated on his.