The Sentinels Mean enough to stare your demons down

"To the world and the pack," she replied, jokingly as well as truthfully. She was young, but also a new pack member. She hoped he'd find it amusing, although she wasn't sure of his personality quite yet. She dipped her head respectfully, then stated her name. 

"My name is Aria," she woofed, her head raising a tad bit to allow the older male a better look at her face. "I travelled from up North, in a pack that resided in a territory named the Shimmering Creek. I don't suppose you've heard of them," she then commented, and truthfully hoped he hadn't. She didn't agree with anything they went by and it seemed that this pack didn't either. She wished to be honest, although she thought if they actually were aware of the pack they'd frown upon her. She pushed the thought away. "I've been moving southward for about a month now, they're a bit out of the way."

She smiled, but hoped she hadn't spoken to much. She was feeling a bit energetic today, perhaps because she'd finally gotten a solid night of sleep... For the first time probably since she left her pack. "You are Dante,"  she stated, hoping to impress him by knowing who he was, rather than angering him by making him believe she was a know-it-all. She only wished to show that she was aware of the pack and of her surroundings, she hoped he could see that. "Lasher spoke highly of you. He claimed you were a spectacular beta," she dipped her head again, her white eyes glinting as she spoke. The pretty girl wagged her tail, waiting to see what the wolf thought of her.