Porcupine Ridge Dripping like a saturated sunrise

The appearance of an unfamiliar wolf made the job a little less boring. The scent was definitely had a sense of familiarity, indicating he was one of her pack-mates. He came forward with a submissive approach, and Kesan found her ears and tail raising a bit in response, as well as fixing her posture so that she stood a bit taller. It wasn't too empathized, but it was enough to simply acknowledge her place above him in the hierarchy.

It was a new experience, being near the top, and it brought a strange feeling that was a mixture of joy from being above most pack-mates, and a bit of unease do to the newness of the situation. The later would surely disappear with time as Kesan adjusted. For now, she took a step back and let her features fall into a neutral position, signaling an end to the formalities. She preferred not to gloat her dominance over others unless she felt threatened or irritable. They knew where they stood for now, and it didn't seem to need reinforcing.

Kesan stepped back forward to sniff the male. She tried to commit his scent to memory, for it would be best to memorize all of her pack-mates scents as soon as she could. Once finished, she stayed close by, allowing him the chance to reciprocate the action. "I'm Kesan." She said, unaware of his muteness.