The Sentinels We've made it this far

Upon hearing a call to hunt, the white female perked up happily. It was the bark of her den mate, Pearl. Feeling well acquainted (finally) with the territory, Aria followed after the voice, her head high as she latched onto the scent of her friend, making her way to the area that Pearl waited.

When she caught up to the white women, the young girl found the older face of Dante, her Beta. She enjoyed the company of both of the wolves, and felt her tail wagging as she grew more excited for the hunt. The girl was mature for her age, but was still a pup. She grew easily excited and it was always clear when that was so. She dipped her head in both respect and greeting to the two, her gaze falling upon both of them. She was curious what they were there to hunt. She stopped her trot to face the two.

White-blue eyes bright and excited, Aria spoke directly to Pearl, as she was the one who organized the hunt. "You howled?" she woofed playfully, her tail wagging, but confidence and eagerness clearly ringing in her voice.