Porcupine Ridge Take a bow

The male still did not speak to her, and Jhala so wished to know his name. She did not ask though, simply remained where she was. Eventually, the male looked away, and when his gaze returned he shot her a friendly smile and lowered tail. Surely this was not all? she pondered. She was not even sure the name of the pack that she was hoping to reside in. Instead of returning his posture, the fae stayed put, simply returning a friendly smile and a gentle wag of her tail, keeping it low to the ground. 

Jhala watched as his gaze continuously fell behind him... Where was he looking? Perhaps for another wolf, she decided. Perhaps an alpha. He did appear to be a lower rank, and not really accepting her so... The black and grey female her gaze fall to her feet as she thought to make sure that she didn't accidentally stare at the males face. Occasionally she would raise her head so he could see her again, but it would fall again. The silence was not awkward for her, she actually was beginning to enjoy it. It was however uncomfortable to be standing so low for a while, and occasionally shifted her feet as they waited.