Altar of Twilight party time, excellent

Wildfire. It was the perfect name for her, at least when taking in to account her vibrant pelt. Eigma wondered if her spirit was just as bright; at the same time, as Wildfire mentioned that this was a pack territory and that she was a member - Eigma stiffened slightly. Her posture turned a bit more submissive, almost apologetic, and she took a step back. 

"My name is Eigma," she responded swiftly, "I'm from outside of this valley, uh," Eigma turned her head as if to look behind her, but then realized mid-motion that she didn't really know where she had ended up, let alone where she had come from. "South of here, I guess." It didn't matter. What mattered most was answering this girl's questions.

"Am I... What's the word," her face scrunched up a little as she tried to think of the phrase so many rogues had used in her travels, telling her of the different regions and their structures. "Trespassing? I didn't mean to get too close to your home." The woman slipped a smile upon her face, and though it felt a bit forced on her end, she was genuinely pleased to have found someone at long last.