Silvertip Mountain A Glorious Dawn

She had not been expecting the wolf she had sniffed out to be one of high rank. That was something she would only come to figure out based on the female's body language. A high head and tail simply screamed "I am higher than you" to her. She adjusted her posture, though only barely. Vanora remained proud, only lowering her head and tail enough to show she was not a threat. Her ear twitched slightly at the wolf's accent, especially since it was not one she was familiar with.

"Greetings. I'm Vanora, a relatively new member." She gave a small nod of greeting with her introduction. "I haven't familiarized myself with the pack yet. Might I ask who you are? I mean no disrespect." This was one of the few times she would speak so much in a first greeting. Though Vanora knew nothing about this female, it was very clear that she was in a stand-off-ish mood, and short bursts of speech probably would not have gone over well. She knew when words were her friends and when they were her enemies. This was one of those times when she had to break herself and be more... conversational.