Moonspear About A Boy

still at work so this is kinda quick! but hii!!!

She took her time treading over the borderlands with a low nose and ears pricked up tall -- thoroughness was her main intention. All seemed normal, she smelled no bear activity, and was on the edge of writing this patrol off as entirely uneventful until another curve of the path brought him into her sights. She zeroed in, intent.

Her approach was silent but her purpose was made clear in her posture. She was poised, almost elegantly at ease here over this mountainous terrain, and proud to call these guarded boundaries her own. Him being here at all made it her business.. and the fact that he sparked a vague sense of familiarity had her all the more curious. But, she had encountered so many wolves in passing over her many moons, it was hard to not draw similarities here and there..

Nevertheless, from here he smelled of nowhere in particular and had the messy coat of a wandering nomad over a tall frame. She passed no judgements yet, and chuffed him a soft greeting as she neared although her minty stare stayed a bit scrutinizing -- as was habit for wolves on the borders. It was then up to him to respond accordingly and she waited to see what he'd have in store for her.