Ravensblood Forest Lady Hunt

Zaria was a strong little thing. She wasn't quickly afraid of things. She lifted her muzzle in question when the female seemed hesitant. Zaria could also be a bit blunt sometimes, just because this common tongue wasn't the one she was born with. She was becoming better at it, even though her tone was still heavily accented. She was also getting better with being a bit more friendly to strangers on neutral lands, only because she wanted some members in their pack. These colder days were a good time to recruit Zaria figured that one out.

The female seemed like she was about to reply when a bear of another female, crushing everything in her way, came towards them. Zaria turned towards her without a sense of fear. She fearlessly attacked a cougar to save her mate's son from its clutches, the claw marks were still on her shoulder. She was a warrior. She also wanted to make the other, the possible new recruit, a sense of safety. This was clearly a neutral area otherwise the lands would smell more of the dominant female. Her tail was up and she trotted a bit forward. "Who is you?," she asked on a demanding tone. Zaria was very keen letting everyone know about her leading role. Just because she was expressing her dominance didn't meant that she was plain out aggressive.

"You interrupt with loudness," she added. How was this female ever going to catch a prey with being a bulldozer through this forest. Luckily Zaria was very willing to make her a loyal pack-mate. She smelled like a loner, so who knows, maybe Zaria could bring home two new recruits.